Chapter 239 - Blame

Chapter 239 - Blame

Ling Chuan's heart immediately softened, and he reached out to pull the little girl into his arms.
He shouldn't be angry anymore, and shouldn't quarrel anymore. It was too tiring and too scary!
If she hadn't come back just now… he really didn't dare think about it!
The man wrapped his large palms around the little girl's back even more tightly. He buried his regal head in her neck and took a whiff of the scent of her hair. Only then did he feel at ease.
Lu An was very confused. She didn't know what he was suddenly doing, but she put her soft hands on his waist and pushed weakly. "So… what's wrong with you? If you're wrong, then you're wrong. Why are you hugging me?"
Her eyes darted around, as if what he was doing was taboo.
"Just…" I can't even hug you?
Ling Chuan was about to explode with anger again. In the past, whenever she wanted to sneak out to play, she couldn't run and would faint after taking a few steps. When had he not picked her up in his embrace?
He even carried her on his back for a few miles along the mountain road. Even when he said he was tired, the little girl wouldn't get off him!
She clearly liked being hugged by him back then, but now…
Sure enough, was it because of that fool earlier?
Ling Chuan immediately felt a sense of crisis. His face was ashen as he gritted his teeth. In the end, he suppressed all his unhappiness and pretended to be aggrieved and pitiful as he said, "I'm too tired from our fight just now. Can't I just lean on you for a while?"
"No… It's not that." Didn't Second Brother say something to her last time? She felt that this wasn't too good.
Lu An looked troubled. Since Second Brother wasn't around, she would just…
She reached out with her soft little hands and hugged him. The little girl's soft face hit his chest, and the little hands around his waist secretly tightened. She buried herself in his arms.
Ling Chuan, who couldn't help but be stumped: "…"
The man's lips curved up slightly.
He lifted his thick fingers and gently touched the girl's soft hair. He bent down and pulled her into his arms.
He hated that he couldn't engrave her into his bones!
Lu An felt a little suffocated from the hug. After a long while, she finally asked, "Are you done?"
"No."
Ling Chuan's voice was low and pitiful. At the same time, he emphasized weakly, "I feel worse. My bones are weak, and I can't stand up."
"Huh? Don't tell me you're sick?"
Lu An immediately pushed him away nervously and hurriedly looked like she wanted to examine him. Ling Chuan was really speechless. Little lady, why is your thinking…
Just as he was about to say something, suddenly…
"There, there! That's her!"
Suddenly, there was a commotion. Several women, young and old, and some men pointed at them and rushed over aggressively.
Ling Chuan subconsciously moved the little girl behind him. Because his back was in front of her, Lu An didn't react at all, and only heard the clamor —
"Compensate my daughter!"
"Compensate my father!"
"Accompany my son!"
"You nosy little hussy. Why did you have to do that?"
"Do you know that my child is on the brink of death? Who knows when we'll be able to find another matching organ for him? Who knows if he'll be able to hold on until then? Why did you have to do that? Why, why, why!!!"
They simply wanted to tear Lu An apart!