After she finished speaking harshly, she quickly withdrew her hand.
As if he had never done anything, he washed his hands again with ease.
An Ruoyao's hands were trembling unceasingly, and they were sore and swollen. She didn't need to look to know that the makeup on her face must have been worn out.
If she wasn't leaning against the wall, she would definitely lose her balance and fall to the ground.
Song Yaoyao wiped her hands and glanced at her with a smile.
As if stung by a wasp, An Ruoyao quickly looked away to avoid meeting Song Yaoyao's gaze.
"Very good, keep it up~"
The deep dimples on the girl's cheeks are extremely sweet, if not for what she did just now, her image could be called an angel.
Beautiful, sophisticated, elegant, pure beauty.
But only those who have been threatened by her before can realize that there is a vicious and violent soul hidden under her angelic appearance.
An Ruoyao pressed her back against the wall, and did not breathe a sigh of relief until Song Yaoyao's figure completely disappeared.
With trembling hands, she rubbed her arm that was numb due to the blocked blood, feeling lingering in her heart.
Is Song Yaoyao a monster
How on earth did she do it? Before she launched an attack, An Ruoyao didn't notice the slightest danger.
The corridor was quiet, Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows.
The music in the front hall also stopped, and the further she walked back, the faster her heart beat.
What the hell is going on, people
Song Yaoyao couldn't help speeding up her pace until she saw the crowd in front of her, with a strange atmosphere and mixed cries.
She frowned, and always felt that some of those crying sounds were very familiar.
Just as he was about to squeeze in to have a look, his wrist was suddenly pulled.
She turned her head to meet a pair of red eyes.
"Inside—what's going on?"
Tang Xinrou shook his head, tears fell in the blink of an eye. She held Song Yaoyao's wrist tightly, and said with a hoarse crying voice, "Yaoyao, don't look, inside..."
She has also seen those two children a few times, they look exquisite, like dolls. People who see them, it's hard not to like them.
Not long ago, she saw that boy who seemed like an adult told his sister not to run around.
But it's only been ten minutes, how could there be an accident
She couldn't even accept it, let alone liking their Yaoyao so much.
"what happened?"
Song Yaoyao's face darkened, and as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Lin Shuang crying from inside.
"Let go of me! Xiaoye is not dead! You lied to me! Call an ambulance, is the ambulance here? Wuwu Xiaoye, wake up, don't scare mom..."
"Night?"
Song Yaoyao's face turned pale, and she finally realized why she was upset.
She pushed through the crowd and was about to squeeze in.
Suddenly a big hand wrapped around her waist, protecting her into the middle.
No matter if it was true or not, everyone around, including Jiang Tianqi, was crying heartbroken.
The others looked at them with sympathy in their eyes.
"You go and see."
Song Yaoyao's heart was beating fast, and her throat was dry.
She looked at Xiao Ye who was lying in Lin Shuang's arms with a pale face. His eyes were closed and he didn't have any ups and downs of breathing.
Lin Shuang was crying so much that she almost passed out.
Yi Ting pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were dark.
"Block the exit, don't even think about leaving until the murderer is found, even if it's a mosquito!"
At this moment, every word said by the man beside him was like a reassurance, which made Song Yaoyao recover a little bit of sanity.
She took a deep breath and knelt beside Xiao Ye, "Let me take a look."
"Don't touch my child! No one will try to take him away! Go away!"