Wang Pandi watched her throw a tantrum and lose her mind, standing there with a dark face the whole time and naturally not following.
She tightly held Yang Qingwen's hand, while Yang Qingwen clung to Wang Pandi's leg, with one hand tightly grasping the hem of her pants, obviously scared.
Seeing those people walk away, Wang Pandi frowned and pressed her lips tightly, speaking in a stiff tone, "Sweetie, they're gone, let's go home..."
She wasn't in a good mood, and when she lifted her foot, she found Yang Qingwen almost glued to her feet. How could she walk properly like that, easy to trip.
"Sweetie, let go of mommy's pant leg, we need to hurry home to make dinner, your dad will be back soon." Wang Pandi said with negativity, and her tone was not gentle. She immediately took her hand to rush home. The sudden movement scared Yang Qingwen into crying.
