Shen Qianshu was in a deep sleep for a whole two days. When she woke up, she was in a state of loss. It seemed like she had forgotten about what had happened, but when she saw Zhong Ran's haggard face, she suddenly remembered everything.
Ye Ling was dead.
He was burnt to death alive.
He became a charred corpse.
Tong Hua was keeping a lookout by her side. He held her hand slightly and said softly, "Mommy, don't scare me. I only have you, mommy."
Shen Qianshu's gaze was pained as she hugged Tong Hua tightly. She could not control her eyes from becoming red. "Darling, Mommy is fine. You don't have to worry. Mommy also only has you."
