C1167 Young Master Ye's Maid 1089

"Mommy, Mommy!" A tender voice sounded from behind. Xia Yihan's footsteps paused and her eyes became sore.

She gritted her teeth and hid next to the pillar. Ye Nianmo ran by barefooted. Xia Yihan looked at Ye Nianmo whose feet were already purple and bruised. She covered her mouth to stop herself from crying.

In a situation where neither friend nor foe was clear