"Come inside," Tian Xingyun turned around and walked into the house, relieved to know that he was safe.
She hadn't slept at all last night out of worry, and she felt sorry for the baby.
Andy came in, glanced around, then closed the door and walked into the living room.
Song Yi clenched her fists and couldn't help but step out; she wanted to beat this woman to death.
After a few steps, Mom Song grabbed her wrist and pulled her back—this brainless daughter.
"Mom, why are you pulling me!" Song Yi angrily shook off her mother's hand; she wanted to beat this woman to death.
"Andy is still here, what are you rushing for!" Mom Song held her again and pulled her back.
Song Yi forced herself to stop; with Andy still here, she couldn't act impulsively!
Andy stayed for a while and then left; there were still many things to handle at the company.
Tian Xingyun and Andy walked to the door. "Andy, thank you. You're so busy at work but still trouble yourself to bring things to me."
