Lu Beiyuan helped Qiao Muye onto the sofa.
He was sobbing silently now.
Just like Su Nanxing had done earlier, merely crying in silence.
Moreover, his eyes were lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.
The old man also shed tears, unable to utter a single word.
The whole family was engulfed in a shadow of pain.
It was only the appearance of the nanny that broke this quietness.
Lu Nianxi woke up, the little one was hungry, humming softly.
However, he wasn't crying.
Lu Beiyuan's heart ached.
He felt pain for both Su Nanxing and the old man.
Seeing how much Qiao Muye was hurting, he also felt sad.
Now the child was fussing, and he felt pain for the child too.
Lu Beiyuan hurriedly took the child and walked over to Su Nanxing, "Xingxing..."
Su Nanxing took the baby, moved to the side, turned her back, and started breastfeeding Lu Nianxi.
The little one immediately began to eat greedily.
While eating, his little feet kicked.
He appeared quite content.
