"Who's lying inside?" Little Zhao asked.
"Our aunt," Little Mumu replied, his tone filled with mourning sadness.
Little Zhao teleported to the golden coffin, looking at Sayana inside...
Suddenly, he let out a heart-wrenching wail, "Oh my aunt—oh my dear aunt! Your life, oh, how tragic and bitter it was! In your next life, you must find a good family, with no worries about food and clothing, living carefree. My dear aunt—now that my niece gets beaten, who will speak for my niece! Oh, my aunt—why did you just leave like this, without a word, severing my niece's heartstrings—"
"..." Sally was completely shocked, dumbfounded!
Uh, how did she not know Little Zhao had a talent for acting!!!
Welly's face turned black, "Are you mourning here!"
Little Zhao, full of grief, looked at her father, choking, "Didn't dad let me come? Isn't it to mourn?"
That statement seems to make sense!
Welly: "..."
Sally walked over and cuddled Little Zhao in her arms, "Zhao, take a moment to breathe."
