She tidied up the house bit by bit, just like every time she used to come back. They had left home for more than twenty days now. Dust had settled on the furniture.
Su Yuanyuan cleaned meticulously. At times, she would suddenly lift her head to look in a certain direction, as if the three children were calling her.
Two hours later, the house was spotless. She hadn't eaten in a week, yet she didn't feel hungry.
Looking at the time, it was probably time to make dinner. She had just wanted to ask the children what they wanted to eat.
But all she saw was an empty room. Where were the children? Who could she ask?
At this moment, Su Yuanyuan was in tears; she was left all alone.
She staggered to the edge of the bed, climbed onto it, and hugged the children's pillows.
After yelling, Tan Shaoting felt his body was restrained. That feeling of being at the mercy of others made him truly frustrated. Now, he could only use the remaining bit of Spiritual Power to protect his body.
