***
Qiao Danfeng nervously grabbed Qiao Chutian's arm and said, "These days, you must keep an eye on her."
Qiao Chutian's mood was heavier and more worried than hers.
"I'll go inside to see her, you guys do whatever."
He said and tried to turn around to enter the house but lost his sense of direction. Instead, he walked toward the doorway. After taking two steps, his foot kicked the flowerpot on the side.
"Brother, let me help you inside."
Seeing Qiao Chutian stumbling, Qiao Danfeng's heart felt like it was being sliced, and she quickly stepped forward to support him.
Qiao Chutian was helped into the house by Qiao Danfeng.
"Darling—"
Qiao Chutian called out.
"Young Master, Young Mistress has gone upstairs."
Mrs. Zhang, holding Xiaoshun, said to him, "Young Mistress doesn't look quite right, not sure if something happened."
Qiao Danfeng hurriedly supported Qiao Chutian upstairs to the room.
