"Wenwen, are you alright? How are you? Don't cry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm useless. My good daughter, don't cry. I want to cry too if you cry."
Madam Sun held her daughter, who was trembling terribly, as she held back her tears and comforted her gently.
"Mom, I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to come out. Mom, please save me and take me back. Mom, boohoo…"
Sun Kewen buried her face in her mother's arms and held her mother's waist tightly with both hands, as if she was grabbing the last straw that could save her life, which made people feel a bit sad.
"Yingying, how can you take off Wenwen's mask without her permission? You know she doesn't want anyone to see what she looks like right now. You… you…"
Seeing that his daughter was crying so hard, Mr. Sun couldn't help but tear up. At the same time, he looked at Shi Yingying furiously with his muddy old eyes and couldn't help scolding her.
