Jing Yiren felt a heart-wrenching pain, her child had fallen into the hands of Xue Fanghua, could her child still be alive?
With that thought, she couldn't help her eyes turn red, and angrily, she grabbed Jiang Duoduo by the arm.
Yue Feng understood her pain, but killing Jiang Duoduo would serve no purpose.
The child would still not come back.
With a sorrowful heart, Yue Feng approached, embraced Yiren from behind, and pulled her hand away from Jiang Duoduo.
Jiang Duoduo ended up thrown back onto the ground.
Yue Feng tried to comfort her: "Yiren! Calm down! The child will be fine!"
"What should we do? What about Little Doudou?" Jing Yiren was heartbroken and exhausted.
At this moment, she couldn't hold it back anymore. Her tears fell down uncontrollably.
Seeing her in this state, Yue Feng felt a sudden choke in his heart.
He moved her body over, cupped her face gently, and wiped away her tears.
