But as time ticked by, second by second, she still hadn't returned. He was very worried that something had happened to her, or that maybe she had left.
Just as he reached his limit and was about to call her, he heard the sound of her footsteps entering the house.
He quickly turned his head and saw her walking into the living room in an odd posture.
The man slightly furrowed his brows, stepped forward to support her, and asked with concern, "What happened to your foot?"
"It's nothing, I just twisted it by accident."
Tang Yuchen then keenly noticed the bloodstain on her sleeve. He grabbed her hand sharply and demanded, "What happened? Are you hurt?"
It was Kangkang's blood.
Thinking of that lovely child, who was without parents and suffering from illness, An Ruo's eyes dimmed.
"This isn't my blood," she said as she pulled her hand away and walked toward the sofa.
"Did something happen?" the man persistently asked as he caught up to her.