Di Zeran blinked his eyes and whispered in reply, "When I left the mall, my little brother sent me a message saying Daddy was catching you. I was worried about your safety, so I rushed back to the mall and ended up falling on the stairs, scraping my knee."
"Does the wound still hurt now? Is it inconvenient to walk?"
Cheng Ruowei inspected and saw that the wound was not stitched, but the abrasion was severe.
Hearing this, Di Zeran, observing his mommy's concerned expression, comforted her, "It just hurts a little bit; it's okay. After I fell, the bodyguard was very worried. I thought I might as well pretend to cry to trick Daddy into coming back, so Mommy and my brother and sister were all safe afterward, right?"
"Yes, we were all safe, but you got hurt, and Mommy is very heartbroken."
"Mommy, I'm fine. Seeing you now, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Di Zeran leaned in and hugged Cheng Ruowei's arm, nuzzling his cheek against it.