No.
From now on, no one will make her let go.
Her Xiaoxiao, she would keep her by her side, never leaving, not even an inch.
"Miss Yao…" The host sensed Yao Beidi's erratic emotions and called her name softly, trying to pull her back to reason.
The little girl was already so frightened that she burst into loud sobs, crying, "I want Mommy, wah wah, I want Mommy…"
"I am Mommy! I am Mommy." Yao Beidi said nervously, "Xiaoxiao, don't you remember? I am Mommy. Don't cry, when you cry Mommy's heart shatters…"
"You're not, you're not my Mommy! I want my Mommy! I want to go home! This place is so scary! I want to leave! I want to leave!" The little girl shouted, louder and louder, more and more out of control.
Everyone was watching them, unable to quickly make sense of what was happening.
The host was increasingly awkward—he couldn't use force against this woman, could he?
