Ye Xicheng looked at his sister crying and felt pity and annoyance at the same time.
Ye Yuwei reached out to hold Xixi's hands and tried to convince her. "Mommy will send you here first thing in the morning, how about that? Come on, uncle is waiting for us."
"I don't want uncle, I don't want uncle, I want daddy…" Xixi yelled and began to struggle even harder to get out of Ye Yuwei's arms.
Xixi had a bad temper like Gu Juexi, but she seldom found things unsatisfying and hardly threw tantrums for no reason. That being said, no one could convince Xixi when she wanted something.
Xixi was crying so hard that her breathing was ragged.
Gu Juexi couldn't bear seeing Xixi cry and took her from Ye Yuwei's arms. "Is your heart made of stone? Do you not care that your daughter is crying so hard?"
How could Ye Yuwei not care? She would have just carried Xixi in her arms and left if she really didn't care.
