Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby,Chapter 823 - Xiao Ye Isn’t Breathing - Read free novels online

Chapter 823: Xiao Ye Isn’t Breathing

Translator: Yunyi

After saying these harsh words, she pulled her hand back.

As if she hadn’t done anything, she washed her hands again with ease.

Meanwhile, An Ruoyao’s hands were trembling, and they were extremely sore. She didn’t need to look to know that the makeup on her face had been ruined.

If she hadn’t been leaning against the wall, she definitely wouldn’t have been able to stand properly and would have fallen to the ground.

Song Yaoyao wiped her hands dry and glanced at her with a smile.

An Ruoyao looked as if she had been stung by a wasp. She quickly averted her gaze and avoided eye contact with Song Yaoyao.

“Very good, keep it up.”

The dimples on the girl’s cheeks were extremely sweet. If not for what she had done, her image would definitely be compared to an angel’s: beautiful, exquisite, elegant, and pure.

However, only those who had been threatened by her could understand that beneath her angelic skin, there was a vicious and violent soul.

An Ruoyao’s back was pressed against the wall. Only when Song Yao’s figure completely disappeared did she heave a sigh of relief.

Her hands trembled as she rubbed her arm which was numb from the lack of blood flow. She still had lingering fear in her heart.

‘Was Song Yaoyao a monster?

How on Earth did she do that? Before she made her move, An Ruoyao did not sense the slightest bit of danger.

The corridor was silent. Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows.

The music in the front hall was also silent. The closer she got to returning, the faster her heart beat.

‘What on Earth was going on? Where was everyone?

Song Yaoyao could not help but quicken her pace until she saw the crowd in front of her. The atmosphere was strange, and there were also mixed cries.

She frowned, feeling that some of those cries were exceptionally familiar.

Just as she was about to squeeze in to take a look, her wrist was suddenly pulled.

She turned her head and met a pair of red eyes.

“Inside— What’s wrong?”

‘Tang Xinrou shook her head, and in the blink of an eye, tears fell. She held Song Yaoyao’s wrist tightly, and with a sobbing voice, she said in a hoarse voice, “Yaoyao, don’t look, inside…”

She had seen the two children a few times before. They looked exquisite like dolls. It was hard for those who saw them not to like them.

Not long ago, she had seen the boy who reminded his sister not to run around like an adult.

It had only been ten minutes, how could there be an accident?

She could not accept it, let alone Yaoyao who liked them so much.

“What’s going on?”

Song Yaoyao’s face darkened. As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Lin Shuang’s cries from inside.

“Let go of me! Xiao Ye is not dead! You’re lying to me! Call an ambulance! Is it here yet? Xiao Ye, wake up, don’t scare Mommy…”

“Xiao Ye?”

Song Yaoyao’s face turned pale. She finally realized why she felt uncomfortable.

She pushed aside the crowd and was about to squeeze in.

Suddenly, a large hand wrapped around her waist, protecting her as she entered the center.

‘Whether it was genuine or fake, everyone around her, including Jiang Tianqi, was crying their hearts out.

‘The others looked at them with sympathy.

“Go and take a look.”

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 there were no fluctuations in his breathing.

Lin Shuang was crying so hard that she was about to faint.

Yi Ting pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with malice.

“Seal the exit. If we don’t find the murderer, don’t think about leaving. Not even if you’re a mosquito!”

At that moment, every word the man beside her said was like a reassurance, and it helped Song Yaoyao regain some consciousness.

She took a deep breath and half-knelt beside Xiao Ye. “Let me take a look.”

“Don’t touch my child! No one is going to take him away! Get lost!”