"Yao."
Su Yu rarely called her that intimately because he was afraid that she would misunderstand. But now, Han Yueyao was crying so miserably.
No matter how stone-hearted Su Yu was, he couldn't stand it anymore.
He wanted to say something to comfort this tearful little girl.
However, Han Yueyao didn't give Su Yu a chance.
"Su Yu, don't say anything. Listen to me."
"Okay, go ahead." Su Yu turned the volume down as he drove.
