Sang nuo's gaze was tightly locked onto little yang and Qiqi, who were walking over.
Qiqi was still so small and skinny. She was only six years old.
Sang nuo looked at her innocent and ignorant little face. It was really hard to imagine that she had actually contracted such a serious illness.
he was to blame for all this.
It's his fault.
If it wasn't for her injured eyes and Xiao Yang's donation of her cornea to him, she wouldn't have been pregnant and had to wander around with the child.
It would cause the child to be stunted.
He really deserved to die.
Xiao Yang and Qiqi arrived. After that, Qiqi broke free from Chun Cai's hand and ran over. Daddy, Daddy.
Sang nuo was standing in front of her, and he almost subconsciously wanted to rush up and hug her.
However, Qiqi suddenly stopped in her tracks, then tilted her little head and looked at him hesitantly. She ran towards the well vine. Daddy, Daddy!
