"Xiaoling, where are you going to look for her? Stand still!" Yan Luoxi shouted sharply, "Everyone is already flustered looking for Yanyan, do you want to add to the chaos?"
Yanling stopped, turning his back to Yan Luoxi, feeling utterly devastated, "Mommy, can we really not find Yanyan anymore?"
Yan Luoxi pressed her temples and said, "We are still looking. As for whether we can find her, I can't promise you, but we'll do our best."
Yanyan is now out there alone, and it's unknown whose hands she might have fallen into, whether she'll suffer or be mistreated. Just the thought of it feels like a knife to her heart.
From the moment this child was born, her fate was already ill-starred; everyone wanted her gone. After managing to live peacefully for eighteen months, she still couldn't escape the misfortune of being abducted.
