"Tingshen, given our relationship, if the property in New City was going to change hands, you'd definitely be the first one I'd consider, but it has a special significance to me and Nannan..."
"It's terrible! It's terrible! It's terrible!"
In the detached villa, Mr. and Mrs. Mu were conversing with Bo Tingshen when suddenly, a hurried cry for help came from outside.
Everyone turned their heads just as Pang Kai, drenched in sweat, ran into the house, carrying a little girl who was dirty all over and rubbing her eyes, crying bitterly.
"Xiao Ya?"
Mu Xisong and Tang Nan, seeing it was their precious daughter, stood up in fright.
"What happened? Xiao Ya, who did this to you?"
"Wasn't Aunt Zhang with you? Where is she?"
A journey of some fifteen minutes, Pang Kai, carrying a child of three or four, did it in just five or six, now so exhausted he couldn't even stand up straight, panting like a bull and unable to utter a single word.
