Her nose pounded heavily on her cortical coat. Before she could breathe, there was a gnashing voice on her head. "What are you doing?"

Ding Yiyi blinks, blinks again, and has not yet recovered. Ye Nianmo's arms are firmly around her waist. He is a few steps away from Ye Chuyun. "Uncle, aunt is in Australia now. They say that if there is any news, they will take you away immediately."

"Go! Don't you say you can't go abroad?' Ding Yiyi rushed out of Ye Nianmo's bosom and looked anxiously at Ye Chuyun.

Ye Chuyun's eyes shifted from Ye Nianmo to her. He smiled softly and said, "I will not...