593 Great to be Alive (2/2)

”No, no! Xiulan, please don't carry Little Jun for now,” Jiang Ying Yue said, squeezing from behind Enrique Valdez to take her son instead. ”He has become heavier and stronger. You might get hurt.”

Little Jun struggled in his mother's embrace. He continued to cry while reaching for his mama. ”Junjun want Mamaaaaa!”

Two cats also arrived and rubbed themselves against their mommy's legs.

”Little Jun, be good,” Jiang Ying Yue told her son in a firm tone.

The toddler whimpered.

Iris sighed and patted her godson's back and stroked his head. Little Jun felt a little better after that. He really wanted his mama to carry him but his mommy wouldn't allow him. So sad.

The others also entered the suite. Wei Lan and Yi Mei burst into tears upon seeing Iris' bruised and wounded appearance.

”Oh, my poor baaaaaabyyyyy!!! How did my beeeeaaaauuuutiful daughter end up looking like a zombiiiiiiieeee?!!! Where does it hurt, honeeeey?! Where?! Tell Mother!!”

Huang Yuyan busied herself trying to comfort Wei Lan again.

”Young Miss!” Yi Mei was shocked when she saw Iris covered in bruises and scratches from head to toe. And those bandages?! Her young miss's beautiful face was marred by the bandage on her jaw. The bandage around her neck also looked serious. Yi Mei could also see another large bandage peeking under Iris' clothes. The old housekeeper didn't expect that her young miss's injuries would be this many! Yi Mei completely lost her usual composure. She turned around to leave.

”Grandma Yi Mei, where are you going?” Dom called.

”I'm going to the kitchen and get a butcher knife! Where is that evil monster who tried to kill Young Miss! My old bones won't be at peace until I hack that villain into pieces!”

Jin Liwei's expression also turned murderous. Iris held his hand and squeezed it, silently telling him to calm down.

”Yi Mei, grab an extra knife! This viscountess also can't forgiiiiiiive that son of a—that…that murderer who tried to kill my beloved daaauuuughteeeer!”

”Wei Lan, please calm down. There's a young child here,” Huang Yuyan gently reminded her.

And indeed, Jiang Ying Yue was covering her son's ears. Little Jun might not yet understand what they were talking about, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

A loud growl interrupted the emotional atmosphere. Everyone froze, wondering who it was.

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