Suddenly, a faint sound of sobbing came from behind, and Lu Bai and Xiaojiu turned around at the same time, seeing Harry standing at the bedroom door, wiping his eyes with his nose and eyes red from crying, looking particularly pitiful as he watched them fearfully and aggrievedly.
Xiaojiu's body stiffened, and Lu Bai gently patted her shoulder.
Harry's voice was thin and weak, "Daddy, Mommy, please don't argue..."
Lu Bai came over, gently picking up Harry, while Lu Xiaojiu wiped her eyes, feeling a strange sense of shame in her heart. She didn't want Harry to see this scene—she must have looked terrible just now.
Xiaojiu turned her back on them, entering the bedroom and leaning against the wall, taking deep breaths. The long-suppressed emotions and fear left her feeling hollowed out, and Lu Xiaojiu felt like her heart was being pricked with needles.
Harry looked fearfully at the door, "Is Mommy angry?"
