Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Xiao Hong and Xue'er were hiding to the side at the moment, and they trembled with fear when they heard the summons.

They held each other's hands tightly, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness. Suddenly, Xiaohong remembered something, and in a trembling voice, she said to Xue'er:

"Xue'er, I heard that Liu Shiyin has returned. She's resting in her room now. Go and beg her. She's a kind and soft-hearted person, she'll definitely help us. Hurry, only she can save us now."

As she spoke, tears welled up in Xiaohong's eyes, almost spilling over.

"Okay, I'll go right away,"

Seeing this, Xue'er quickly nodded in agreement. Her heart was filled with fear as she answered repeatedly. Then she turned and ran towards Liu Shiyin's room, her steps hurried and unsteady.

Soon the living room was filled with people, and everyone's face was filled with tension and apprehension.

Yesterday's events have been the talk of the town at the Huo residence, and everyone knows that Liu Shiyin has been wronged. Huo Muchen has summoned everyone here, clearly to avenge Liu Shiyin.

The workers didn't dare to breathe loudly. They knew Huo Muchen's temper, and they silently waited for him to speak.

Huo Muchen's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, his sharp eyes seemingly able to penetrate everyone's soul and see through their inner secrets.

He sat on the sofa, exuding a powerful aura that sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

"Where's Xue'er?"

Huo Muchen suddenly spoke, his voice deep and powerful.

His gaze fell on Xiao Hong, who was visibly trembling in the crowd, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and scrutiny. Xiao Hong trembled under Huo Muchen's gaze, and stammered her reply:

"Ah, I, I don't know."

Her voice trembled, and she was on the verge of crying.

Looking at Xiao Hong's terrified expression, Huo Muchen couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt. He frowned, as if he had sensed something was amiss.

But he didn't press the matter further. Instead, he turned to Aunt Wang and said:

"Go and fetch Xue'er. I have something to ask her."

Aunt Wang nodded in agreement and quickly left to find Xue'er.

Xiao Hong stood there, her heart pounding with anxiety. She clenched her hands tightly, praying that Xue'er could persuade Liu Shiyin to come and plead for them.

Liu Shiyin, who had just lain down, held the exquisite doll in her arms, her eyes filled with deep affection. She gently stroked the doll's hair, preparing to tie it up with her own hair tie.

However, just as she was concentrating on combing the doll's hair, there was a sudden, urgent knocking at the door.

Liu Shiyin frowned slightly, put down the doll, and got up to open the door. When she saw Xue'er outside the door, she couldn't help but be stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Upon seeing Liu Shiyin, Xue'er's knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground, a move that greatly surprised Liu Shiyin.

Liu Shiyin quickly reached out to help Xue'er up, but Xue'er seemed to have lost all her strength, her knees feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

She kept praying, hoping that Liu Shiyin could help her and Xiao Hong get out of their predicament.

Liu Shiyin was completely confused. After learning the whole story, a complex mix of emotions welled up inside her. She turned and sat back on the bed, remaining silent, her inner conflict and struggle making it difficult for her to make a decision.

Seeing this, Xue'er felt even more desperate, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She choked up and said:

"Sister Shion, it's all our fault, we know we were wrong. Sister Shion, please help us."

Her voice was filled with helplessness and pleading, which evoked pity in the listener.

Looking at Xue'er's sad and desperate eyes, Liu Shiyin couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart.