Pull Himself Together

In the past, Song Yaoyao was like a small sun, always full of vigor and vitality.

Even when she did bad things, she was extremely lovable.

Tang Xinrou simply couldn't get used to Song Yaoyao like this.

"Everything will be fine, don't be like this."

Tang Xinrou gently pulled her into her arms. Song Yaoyao didn't cry. Instead, she cried so much that her voice was hoarse. "I know it's hard for you, and you're the one who's most upset, but if Mr. Huo comes back and finds out, he'll definitely be heartbroken. Uncle Zhang and the others are also worried about you."

If she hadn't stopped him, even Mrs. Tang would have come to see her.

"I'm not upset."

Song Yaoyao tilted her head and leaned sleepily on Tang Xinrou's shoulder. "Gege isn't dead. He's still alive. It's just that I can't find him for the time being."

"Yaoyao..."