"A step too late, the person has already escaped."
Murong Zhen clutched Yun Ya's hand tightly, anxiously asking, "Sister, is my brother nowhere to be found?"
Yun Ya frowned slightly, "Don't worry, you will definitely see your brother."
Yan Song's lips curved slightly, his voice softening, "Without finding you, your brother will not leave."
Yun Ya glanced at him; Yan Song raised an eyebrow and turned to walk out.
Yun Ya gently touched Murong Zhen's little head, gave a couple of instructions, stood up and walked out. Murong Zhen instinctively tugged at Yun Ya's dress hem, her little face filled with panic.
Yun Ya sighed softly, speaking gently, "Sister will be back soon, you have to be good on your own, okay?"
The tenderness in her gaze made Murong Zhen subconsciously believe, slowly letting go and sitting obediently by the bed.
Yun Ya smiled and stood up to leave.
Yan Song stood by the car window, tall and graceful, his back straight and lofty.
