Upon hearing these words, Yu Shaoyan felt a pang in his heart. His sister had passed away early, and his niece had been raised by adoptive parents. But before she could grow up, they too were gone.
This child has faced almost nothing but misfortune.
No wonder her tone carried such helplessness and melancholy.
"Xiaoxiao, don't say that. Even though you've lost your mom, you still have your grandparents and uncle. We are all your family members. Remember, you're not alone in this world. You have family, and your brother and sister treat you very well.
They practically treasure you like a precious gem.
Now you also have us."
Yu Feixue, worried that her previous words might have hurt Bai Xiao, hugged her shoulders and said, "Sister, rest assured, from now on you'll have your elder sister watching over you. We are all your family."
