Chapter 869
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The little girl was wearing a spaghetti strap dress and a small sunhat.
In front of her were the servants of the Wen family.
They didn't dare to provoke this little girl. They were afraid that they would make her cry.
"Miss Ling, wait here. We'll go up and help you pick them, okay?"
"Yes, yes. Miss Ling, we'll help you pick them."
"No, no, no!" Jian Yiling cried out. She shook her head like a rattle drum. "I want to pick them myself!"
After she finished speaking, she climbed up the tree.
His small arms and legs made the servants shudder with fear.
After a while, she climbed up the tree. Standing on the branch, the little girl giggled: "Look, I'm amazing!"
Then, she reached out to pick the bayberries that she had been thinking about.
One by one.
Her small hands were too small. She couldn't hold two or three.
She was so focused on picking the bayberries that she didn't notice for a moment.
The little girl fell from the tree.
"Ah — —"
The expected pain did not come. Instead, she fell onto a soft body.
Jian Yiling turned around in a daze. She found that Wen Yan's cousin was under her.
The moment Jian Yiling fell, Wen Yan rushed over to catch her.
As a twelve-year-old boy, he didn't have much strength. As he caught Jian Yiling, he also fell to the ground.
The two of them fell to the ground. Jian Yiling was well protected by Wen Yan. As a result, she didn't hit anything.
However, he fell heavily to the ground.
"Brother Wen Yan …" Jian Yiling cried out. She was shocked.
"Are you okay?" Wen Yan asked softly.
"I'm fine …"
"Does it hurt anywhere?"
"No …"
"That's good," Wen Yan replied. He smiled at Jian Yiling.
The Wen family's family doctor rushed over.
After examining Jian Yiling, he confirmed that she was fine. However, Wen Yan wasn't so lucky. His forearm was fractured.
When she heard the news, Jian Yiling was so frightened that she burst into tears.
"Why are you crying?" Wen Yan asked.
"Brother Wen Yan's hand is broken. I … I … I broke his hand …"
Jian Yiling cried very hard.
The little girl realized that she was the one who broke Wen Yan's hand.
"It's okay. It'll grow back on its own," Wen Yan explained to Jian Yiling.
"It hurts, right? Lingling hurt you a lot, right? "
"It's okay," Wen Yan replied. He gently touched Jian Yiling's head with his uninjured hand. He tried to comfort her.
"It's Ling Ling's fault, it's Ling Ling's fault, Ling Ling shouldn't have climbed the tree …"
The five-year-old girl already knew how to feel guilty.
Jian Yiling couldn't stop crying when she heard Wen Wen's words.
As her mother, Wen Nuan couldn't comfort Jian Yunmo. And thus, she had no choice but to call Jian Yunmo.
By the time he arrived, it was already midnight.
Jian Yiling was sobbing uncontrollably.
When she saw Jian Yunmo, Jian Yiling immediately hugged him. "Brother Yunmo, I've done something bad. I've been naughty …"
Jian Yiling lay on Jian Yunmo's shoulder as she sobbed.
Jian Yunmo gently patted Yiling's back and comforted her.
"Ling Ling did something wrong, but crying won't help. We have to remember this mistake and not do it again. We can't climb trees by ourselves in the future."
"Yes, Ling Ling won't go. Ling Ling won't climb trees anymore …"
"Then can Lingling stop crying?"
"But, but, but, but Ling Ling broke, broke Brother Wen Yan's hand …"
"Then Lingling needs to apologize to Brother Wen Yan. She needs to take good care of him."
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