"We have to help Xixi," Yuan Mo looked up and said determinedly.
"We don't know what to do. She will start to cry hysterically whenever she doesn't see my mother," Ye Xicheng sighed. Aside from the crying, it was the fear in Xixi that worried them the most.
Be it Daddy or him, none of them could bear to take Xixi away from Ye Yuwei because it broke their heart to see Xixi so frightened.
"Let me ask my mother. They should have a psychologist in the camp who might be able to help," said Yuan Mo, his brows knitted.
Ye Xicheng nodded at Yuan Mo's suggestion. They should take every chance to get Xixi cured.
Ye Yuwei carried Xixi to her room and put her down on the bed. The little girl took off her shoes and started jumping on the bed.
Xixi acted like a normal child around her mother. She pounced on Ye Yuwei's back when Ye Yuwei sat down at the side of the bed. She wrapped her little arms around Ye Yuwei's neck to see what she was looking at.
