“Hold on, JiaoJiao.”

Jiang Sheng quickly called out but Bai Jiaojiao was already far away.

He looked at Bai Hezhi helplessly and followed.

It was already so late. How dangerous it would be if Bai Jiaojiao ran out far?

However, Bai Hezhi didn’t move at all, but watched his own hands silently.

It was the first time he slapped Bai Jiaojiao and the first time for Bai Jiaojiao to yell at him.

In the past, Bai Jiaojiao had always been obedient. She would never ask too much from him, and she would never talk back.

She only stood silently behind his mother and watched him secretly.

Bai Hezhi knew that. He had seen it himself. But he couldn’t face Bai Jiaojiao. There was a scar in his heart that couldn’t be healed.

“Master Bai, she’s just a child! Why do you have to blame her?” Uncle Mo felt pity.

Because Bai Jiaojiao reminded him of Pei Lele.

Pei Lele was not welcomed either, just as Bai Jiaojiao, being careful in from of family and always behaved herself.

It was because of Pei Siyang and the others, Pei Lele’s life changed.

At this moment, Uncle Mo hoped that Jiang Sheng could become the Pei Siyang before and heal Bai Jiaojiao’s heart.

“This is my family business. Please don’t interfere.”

Bai Hezhi said coldly and then left.

Uncle Mo looked embarrassed and looked at Pei Siran beside him.

Pei Siran frowned, indicating him not to interfere. They were simply guests.

Although Pei Siran didn’t say anything, his expression appeared very disappointed.

Since Bai Jiaojiao was able to treat amnesia, he thought that after Pei Siyang was healed, she could be able to try on Qiao Mo. It would be OK even if Qiao Mo could get only a little better. As long as he could be remembered, and wouldn’t be hated.

However, who would know that Bai Jiaojiao was shortening her own lifetime to cure other people.

Pei Siran looked Qiao Mo who was sitting on the sofa, biting fruit in a daze, and then sighed slightly and furrowed his head impatiently.

It seemed Qiao Mo felt the eyes from Pei Siran, so he looked up with his big eyes open, looking innocent.

He then picked up a koi fruit, turned to Pei Siran, and whispered, “Do you want one?”

Pei Siran was stunned. In an instant, his eyes softened.

He snorted, walked to Qiao Mo and sat down beside him.

Qiao Mo moved away, but not too much.

He then quickly threw the fruit into Pei Siran’s mouth, then lowered his head and nibbled on the honey peach in his hand. After a moment, he raised his head and glanced at Pei Siran, then immediately moved his eyes away and stared at him.

Although he was still afraid of Pei Siran, he didn’t hate him, so he wanted to get to know more about him.

Uncle Mo’s face indicated that there would be some trouble, because he knew Pei Siran hated that kind of fruit the most.

He wanted to change the topic, but didn’t expect that Pei Siran jate it without any expression and his eyes never moved away from Qiao Mo.

Perhaps Pei Siran didn’t even know what he was eating because of Qiao Mo’s sudden approach. He was too happy to care anything else but Qiao Mo.

At that moment, he gently touched Qiao Mo’s cheek. Qiao Mo was startled. He looked at him in shock but didn’t avoid it.

Pei Siran didn’t make a sound, but the gentleness in his eyes was obvious, showing a slight smile.

Qiao Mo also understood that Pei Siran would not hurt him. Under Pei Siran’s indifferent appearance, there was also some softness.