Chapter 821: Xiao Ye's Breathing

After she said harsh words, she pulled her hand back.

As if he had never done anything, he washed his hands with ease.

An Ruoyao's hands trembled incessantly, sorely swollen. She didn't need to look to know that the makeup on her face must have been spent.

If she wasn't leaning against the wall, she would definitely fall to the ground.

Song Yaoyao wiped her hands and glanced at her with a smile.

An Ruoyao looked like she was stung by a wasp, and quickly looked away to avoid looking at Song Yaoyao.

"Very good, keep it up~"

The deep-set pear vortex on the girl's cheeks was extremely sweet. If she hadn't done what she did just now, her image could have been called an angel.

Beautiful, refined, elegant and pure.

But only people who have been threatened by her can realize that under her skin like an angel, she hides a vile and violent soul.

An Ruoyao's back was pressed against the wall, and she was relieved until Song Yaoyao's figure completely disappeared.

With trembling hands, she rubbed her numb arm, which was numb because of poor blood flow.

Is Song Yaoyao a monster?

How exactly did she do it? Before her attack, An Ruoyao didn't notice the slightest danger.

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The corridor was quiet, Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows.

The music in the front hall stopped, and the more she walked back, the faster her heart beat.

What the hell is going on, man?

Song Yaoyao couldn't help but quicken her pace until she saw the crowd in front of them, the atmosphere was weird, and there were mixed cries.

She frowned, always feeling that some of those cries were very familiar.

Just as he was about to squeeze in and take a look, his wrist was suddenly pulled.

She turned her head and met a pair of red eyes.

"Inside—what's the matter?"

Tang Xinrou shook her head, tears fell in the blink of an eye. She held Song Yaoyao's wrist tightly, with a hoarse voice crying, "Yaoyao, don't look, inside..."

She had also seen those two children a few times, and they looked delicate, like dolls. People who see them, it's hard not to like them.

Not long ago, she also saw that the boy and the little adult seemed to tell her sister not to run around.

But it only took ten minutes, how could there be an accident?

She couldn't accept it, let alone liked their slenderness so much.

"what happened?"

Song Yaoyao's face sank, and as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Lin Shuang's cries coming from inside.

"Let go of me! Xiaoye didn't die! You lied to me! Call an ambulance, is the ambulance coming? Wuwu Xiaoye, wake up, don't scare mom..."

"Night?"

Song Yaoyao's face turned pale, and she finally realized why she was so upset.

She pushed aside the crowd to squeeze in.

Suddenly, a big hand wrapped around her waist, protecting her and entering the middle.

Whether it was true or false, all around, including Jiang Tianqi, were crying heartily.

The others looked at them with sympathy.

"You go and see."

Song Yaoyao's heartbeat was fast, and her throat was dry.

She looked at Xiao Ye, who was lying in Lin Shuang's arms with a pale face. His eyes were closed, and there was no ups and downs in his breathing.

Lin Shuang was almost fainting from crying.

Yi Ting pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gloomy.

"Block the exit. Before the murderer is found, it's just a mosquito, don't even think about leaving!"

At this moment, every word said by the man beside him was like a reassurance, which made Song Yaoyao regain some sense of sanity.

She took a deep breath and knelt beside Xiao Ye, "I'll take a look."

"Don't touch my child! No one wants to take him away! Get away!"