This wealthy area is one that Song Jiaqi has never visited before. Upon entering, she has no time to admire how beautiful and luxurious each villa is, as her mind is entirely focused on the sick Song Xiaoxi.
Following Ye Yang into his villa, the size and opulence of it dazzled her eyes as soon as she entered.
Normally, she would marvel at everything like a country girl entering the city, but now all she could ask was, "Where is Xiaoxi?"
"First room on the left on the second floor."
Song Jiaqi took off her shoes, eager to see Song Xiaoxi. Without waiting for Ye Yang to guide her, she said, "Sorry to intrude," and headed straight to the second floor.
Watching her anxious figure, Ye Yang smirked slightly.
Seems quite worried.
Previously, she even severed ties, sounding like she meant it.
Seeing she had already gone up, Ye Yang wasnât in a rush to follow. He went to the kitchen for disposable cups, filled them with hot water, and took them upstairs.
After Song Jiaqi entered, the door was left open, so Ye Yang gently pushed it and walked in.
He saw Song Jiaqi kneeling by the bedside, reaching out to touch Song Xiaoxiâs forehead, murmuring, "Silly girl, trying to be strong. So young and you want to earn your own living? Canât your mom take care of you, little one?"
Ye Yang, listening, felt a bit emotional.
Tears already?
He shook his head helplessly.
Indeed, children are the treasures in a motherâs heart.
Ye Yang walked over and handed a cup of water to Song Jiaqi, "Have some hot water first."
Song Jiaqi wasnât in the mood, shaking her head, "Thanks, Iâm not thirsty."
Ye Yang didnât insist but said, "Then give some to Xiaoxi. She hasnât had much to drink today."
Shrugging his shoulders, he added, "I donât have experience caring for children, Iâm always afraid of hurting her, so I waited for you to come."
Fearing sheâd worry too much, once the child got sick, he called his family doctor over to check on her. After ensuring that the child was fine, he informed her.
Otherwise, he wouldnât even know what was wrong with the child, and explaining over the phone could have frightened her.
Song Jiaqi glanced at him, her gaze somewhat complicated, but she took the cup, "Got it, thank you."
She helped Song Xiaoxi sit up, gently patting her to wake her up, "Xiaoxi? Mommyâs here, have some hot water before you sleep again."
"Mmm... no..." Song Xiaoxi, not opening her eyes, kept twisting away.
However, being sick left her without any strength.
Song Xiaoxi kept wriggling, and with Song Jiaqi holding the cup, it spilled a bit. Frowning, she said, "If you keep being disobedient, Iâll have to spank you."
Of course, she wouldnât really hit her now, just a little scare tactic.
Seeing this, Ye Yang put his cup down, sat across from Song Jiaqi, and said, "Give me the cup, you hold her down, Iâll feed her the water."
Song Jiaqi glanced up at him, passed the cup to him, and held Song Xiaoxi in place, coaxing her, "Be good, finish this cup and youâre done, Ye Yang oppa is feeding you water, you should feel honored."
Her hand touched her forehead, it was really burning up, she needed to bring the fever down tonight, otherwise theyâd have to go to the hospital tomorrow.
In a feverish daze, Song Xiaoxi smiled silly upon hearing Ye Yangâs name: "Oppa..."
"..." Ye Yang was helpless but went along, "Alright now, Iâm Ye Yang oppa, Xiaoxi be good, drink this water and you can sleep again, youâll be fine tomorrow."