Interrupting the Little Ones' Playfulness

Su Yijia was taken aback for a moment but soon understood. If Su Xinyue were to be paraded through the streets with a sign, she would surely feel immense satisfaction if someone threw rotten eggs, spoiled vegetables, or stones at her. If someone were to step in and protect her, that would only imply support for a ruffian and would make them equally culpable. This represented a fundamental misunderstanding of a wrong situation.

"Never mind; Grandpa and Grandma will be out soon anyway."

Su Yijia shook off her thoughts and reached for Qin Kaize's large hand. When he felt her soft fingers touch his, he turned his hand and wrapped it around hers. It was already past nine o'clock, deep in winter. There weren't any pedestrians on the road; not even a shadow could be seen. Su Yijia felt the warmth of Qin Kaize's hand. Even in the cold air, she didn't feel a hint of chill.

"I'll carry you."

Suddenly, Qin Kaize bent down, inviting her to climb onto his back.