Red flower, miscarriage..
Heh, heh heh..
Bai Beibei laughed twice. Her boiling tears rolled like broken necklace beads that could no longer be controlled. She hung up the phone and hugged herself, crying loudly.
Sending her to a man's bed and secretly aborting the child in her belly, what could her mother still do to her?
Did her mother love her?
In the past, she would answer without hesitation, "Yes, she definitely loves me." But now that she had woken up from her dream, she realized that her mother did not love her.
No mother in the world could do such atrocities to their own child. Gong Yi's parents were just that great. She often saw Gong Yi's father scolding and kicking Gong Yi, but he was a loving father, a free and open father, his mother was a lady from a noble family, dignified and elegant. Their family of three was so enviable.
