Thinking about Pei Qinghan's words, his gaze grew colder. No matter what, he would never allow that woman to harm Yun Ya in the slightest. Absolutely not.
After a while, just when Yan Song thought Yun Ya was about to fall asleep, Yun Ya suddenly spoke: "Ever since I can remember, she never held me. In my heart, she's just a stranger with a blood connection to me, that's all."
Yun Ya's tone was very calm, as if she were talking about the weather today. However, Yan Song heard too much helplessness and bitterness, and held her tightly with a pained heart.
