C398 Laughable and Numbing Things

Before he could say anything, a slightly aged voice came from the end of the corridor and shouted, "Yao Yao."

Lu Yao looked up and saw her mother walking towards her. She was holding an umbrella and the water on the umbrella dripped along the way.

"Yao Yao, where are you feeling unwell?" Mrs. Lu's footsteps were a little unsteady and her eyes were fixed on Lu Yao