Guan Qiyou glanced at her and said absently: "I will inform him, so you don't have to worry about this."
"..." Xuewei wanted to say something else, but Guan Qiyou had closed her eyes and ignored her.
The car arrived at Guan Zhai in a blink of an eye. Guan Qiyou got out of the car, turned around, picked up Xuewei very skillfully and neatly, and walked straight into the villa.
Tianze missed his mother very much and refused to go back to his room. He kept sitting in the living room waiting for Guan Qiyou's call. Cui Ling and Sister-in-law Li also waited with him.
When the sound of cars rang in the garden, Tianze jumped off the sofa almost instantly and ran towards the door. After running a few steps, he saw Guan Qiyou walking in with Xuewei in his arms.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Does your foot still hurt?" Looking at the thick gauze wrapped around his ankle, Tianze's first reaction was to ask Xuewei.
Xuewei shook her head and showed a comforting smile, "It's okay. Mom is no longer in pain. Tianze doesn't have to worry."
"Dad, is mommy really okay? Then why are her feet so thickly wrapped?" The little guy didn't give up and asked Guan Qiyou instead.
Guan Qiyou stopped and looked down at his son, "Mom's injury is not very serious, but... she cannot get out of bed and walk during this period of time, she must rest."
"Uh - isn't it serious that you can't get out of bed and walk?" The little guy followed Guan Qiyou up the stairs and into the guest room.
He placed Xuewei on the bed, and covered her with a quilt thoughtfully and carefully. Then Guan Qiyou turned around, patted Tianze's head and said, "My good son, now, daddy must call you, Junyan Daddy,
What about your question? I’ll answer it when you have time, okay?” After saying that, he walked out the door, but stopped again when he reached the door, turned around and said, “Baby, you are here to accompany mom, you know?”
"Yeah." The little guy nodded vigorously.
Guan Qiyou raised his eyebrows with satisfaction, turned around and walked out.
"Mom, I'm sorry..." Tianze looked at Xuewei's thickly wrapped ankles, feeling a little sad and then lowered his head.
"Tianze, what's wrong? Why are you saying sorry?" Xuewei reached out and pulled him into her arms, asking with some distress.
"Mom, it's all because of me... If Tianze didn't play ball, mom wouldn't have been injured. I'm sorry, it's all Tianze's fault." The little guy nestled in Xuewei's arms and murmured softly.
"Haha, Tianze." Xuewei pulled Tianze away from her arms and said softly but solemnly: "I heard from my mother that it is true that she plays ball with you, but it is not your fault that she fell.
.Firstly, it was my mother who was careless, and secondly, my mother should not have worn high heels for exercise. Now that I am injured, it is entirely my mother’s fault. How can I blame Tianze?"
The little guy blinked his eyes and was about to speak again when the door was pushed open. Shao Junyan, who had always been gentle and elegant, now sounded a bit depressed and unhappy, "Well, you know it's your fault, right?"
"How can you play ball in high heels? You are too careless." Before he finished speaking, his tall and handsome figure walked in, with a noble and handsome face full of worry.
"Junyan? You...why are you here?" After she finished speaking, Xuewei realized how inappropriate this sentence was and immediately changed her words, "Uh - no, no, that...I mean...how are you here?"
So fast? This is also..."
"It was Teacher Cui who called me. Originally, I went to the hospital, but... you have already left, so..." Shao Junyan sighed heavily, walked to Xuewei's bedside, and took a deep breath.