"Yangyang, stop crying."
When Lu Chenyuan came in, he heard Bai Xiaoyin comforting her daughter. He couldn't figure out what was going on because Yangyang had called three times that afternoon.
He had no choice but to come.
Yangyang had made it clear on the phone that there were two grandmothers, one of whom was his mother.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying so sadly?" Lu Chenyuan put down his briefcase and looked at Yangyang, who was in tears.
Bai Xiaoyin wiped her daughter's tears with a tissue, "She got scared, and I couldn't comfort her no matter what. It's also my fault for losing control of my emotions."
Lu Chenyuan pointed to the door, and Bai Xiaoyin understood. She comforted Yangyang by saying, "Mom has something to discuss with Uncle Lu, don't cry here."
Yangyang sniffled and nodded obediently.
Bai Xiaoyin followed Lu Chenyuan to the door.
"Why did my mother come looking for you? What did she say to you?"
