How could he possibly be doing this for me? That's absolutely impossible.
Because I've already turned out like this, yet he's still unwilling to let me go.
With that kind of premise, Jing Qiao wouldn't even consider the possibility that it could be about her.
When she arrived at the edge of the ball pit, Jing Qiao saw Zhao Xiaole looking up at Song Boyuan, laughing, "Uncle, the way you look... is so funny!"
Zhao Xiaole's laughter was so hearty his eyes disappeared into creases. The kid didn't care if the tall, good-looking man in front of him was the infamous, terrifying "mad dog" Young Master Song of Beijing.
He just found the sight of Song Boyuan with hemostatic gauze stuffed in his nose amusing, so he burst into laughter.
