"Fei Yu, Fei Yu..." Tangmo held Fei Yu's hand, squatted down, and comforted her gently, "Don't be too upset, everything will be alright, okay?"
"I have failed my husband, I have failed my husband..." Fei Yu, who had obviously completely crumbled, continued, "Twice, no, three times, I've failed to protect our child every single time, something always happens...I am an incompetent wife, and even more, an incompetent mother..."
"Think positively; no one will harm the children, they will be okay, alright..." Tangmo said patiently, trying to console her.
"How can you say they will be, our child was killed by someone else, he was only eight years old..." Fei Yu cried out, breaking down.
"We will help you thoroughly investigate this, don't worry for now. Regardless, try to think of the best possible outcomes," Tangmo said with a lowering of his head, then raising it to speak firmly after a moment of silence.
