"Isn't that the prospective brother-in-law?" Lian Qingyang, with his sharp eyes, noticed Mo Siyu and couldn't help but comment: "He also has it tough."
Seeing him in such a sorry state, he must have arrived even earlier than they did, perhaps even yesterday. That means he surely didn't sleep all night, and now it's already evening.
And who knows if he has managed to get any sleep.
"Qingyang, let's go help," Tang Yue strode forward. This was a school, and they heard that quite a few students hadn't made it out in time.
Hearing those heart-wrenching cries, Tang Yue felt very heavy-hearted.
She was near Mo Siyu, so unless Tang Yue brought him something to eat, he probably wouldn't have even known she was there.
"Xiao Yue?" Mo Siyu looked at Tang Yue in shock. Her black hair was casually tied into a high ponytail. The normally clean-freak Tang Yue had her face covered in dirt, and she was wearing a gray short-sleeve shirt, black pants, and white sports shoes.
