"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Jun Moyan reached out to wipe her tears away.
Seeing her so pitiful and terrified tugged at Jun Moyan's entire heart.
How did she grow up so unaware? Why didn't her Clan Leader grandmother teach her about these things that suddenly... She must be terrified.
But the problem was, he didn't understand much either and didn't know how to explain it to her.
Soon, Xiaocha came up, and even she looked puzzled by the scene in the room.
"Third Young Master, did you call for me?" Xiaocha said, noticing Wen Xiao'ai crying on the bed with some confusion.
"What happened to Miss Wen?"
"Xiaocha, I'm going to die, I won't be able to eat the food you make anymore." Wen Xiao'ai felt increasingly distressed at the sight of a familiar face.
"Ah? What happened?" Xiaocha was utterly baffled.
Why would she be dying all of a sudden?
"Don't talk nonsense, you're not going to die."
