Pan ru knew more about Shen ziqian than anyone else.
Li Jinglan didn't say anything. She walked to a chair at the side and sat down, puffing out her chest.
"Mom, what happened?" Mo Yongqiang rushed back and saw that she had arrived at the operating room. He went up and asked with concern.
Pan ru looked at him. No matter how she looked at him, he was not pleasing to the eye.
Why did Shen ziqian take a fancy to something like this? Then, he thought about Shen chengjing, a wild child with no parents, and how she could be related to the mo family.
The mo family and the mo family had similar pronunciations, but they were very different. One was high and mighty, while the other had fallen into the dust.
"Ziqian is bleeding. She's in the operating room." Li Jinglan said.
Pan ru's face was as black as charcoal.
