Long Xiluo glanced at Long Lin, who was sitting by the window with an unhappy face. A rare sense of helplessness appeared on her cold and delicate little face.
“Lin ‘er is unhappy.”
Long Xiluo was really helpless. No matter how she accompanied him and coaxed him, Lin ‘er never smiled once. Most of the time, he even turned a blind eye to her.
After so many years, no matter how cruel the situation was or how terrifying the criminals were, she could always remain calm in the face of them.
However, now that she was faced with her young son, she felt helpless.
“Then, he might have been frightened by what happened last time. You can try to coax him.”Su Qianxun’s heart started to ache as well. When she thought about Lin ‘er’s situation, she felt extremely worried.
“I...”Long Xiluo felt even more troubled. She felt that she had already comforted him, but Lin ‘er still ignored her. He still had a melancholic look on his face.