Baobao, I'm sorry, you should move on, this time make sure you find a responsible good mother...
Don't look for a confused mother like me again.
...
Before Gu Qingxin fully woke up, she heard the soft sounds of crying nearby. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to see Bai Qianqian, who was sitting at the edge of her bed, weeping.
"Qianqian…" Gu Qingxin's voice was hoarse and her abdomen still hurt, making it hard for her to move around.
"Qingxin, you're finally awake." Bai Qianqian immediately got up. Her eyes were already swollen from crying - almost the size of two walnuts.
"How...how is Beiming Han doing? What happened to him?" Gu Qingxin asked urgently.
"You're already in this condition, yet all you can think about is him! Can't you look after yourself?" Tears began to fall uncontrollably from Bai Qianqian's eyes again.
"Qianqian."
"He's fine." Bai Qianqian didn't have the heart to make her upset and reluctantly answered.
