C599 As Expected of the Future Leader

"Mr. Wei, Xin will feel better soon. You and Mr. Cang just wait a little while, okay?"

Little Ruixin's voice was muffled as she buried her face in his neck. Cang walked over and gently patted her head, pressing his lips together in frustration. His expression seemed like he could grab a passerby and give them a piece of his mind, making people steer clear, afraid a mere glance might provoke him