Alena's tears suddenly flowed more turbulently.

"I know you are very sad now, you are very similar to my sister, so I don't mind lending you a shoulder to lean on." Yves said.

Alena was indeed very sad and wanted to find someone to rely on, so she did not refuse and leaned her head on Yves's shoulder.

It's just that when her head touched Yves's shoulder, at this moment...

Suddenly there was an angry rebuke. "Alena, what are you doing again?"

Waylon walked over in a hurry and pulled Alena away from Yves's arms. "If you are angry, you can rush to me. There is no need to deliberately...