Chapter 302: If You're Going to Die, Die Thoroughly

Suddenly, Little Dumpling, who was previously all smiles, had her eyes brimming with tears.

She was wailing and crying, shouting that her godmother was covered in blood.

"Wah—godmother looks so pitiful!"

Su Ting felt as if a hand had violently seized his heart; the child's crying made his face turn deathly pale.

"Nuonuo, be good, don't cry."

Lu Xining quickly picked up her daughter from her seat, glanced out of the corner of her eye at Little Dumpling's innocent blinking, and couldn't help but smile helplessly in her heart, playing along to comfort her.

The child clenched tightly onto her chest, burying her face in Lu Xining's embrace, with her shoulders trembling continuously and her voice choked with sobs.

Ming Yuan often used to hold Little Dumpling while practicing lines and taught her how to cry in a way that looked more sorrowful to onlookers.

Lu Nuonuo was now using all the acting skills her godmother had taught her on Su Ting.