After reading this confession, Shi Yuhuan felt that something seemed off in certain places.
Following a moment of contemplation, he came up with a plausible inference. The idea struck him as strange, so he decided to verify it by ordering an investigation.
As soon as Li Chengyun stepped in beside her, Song Qinghuan stood up smiling, "You're here!"
Li Chengyun stopped before her, gently brushed her hair, "Have you been waiting long?"
"Not very long, just a while," Song Qinghuan shook her head and gently asked, "Have you been to the hospital or have you heard any updates about Han Qianqian's condition?"
Li Chengyun gazed at her deeply, then indifferently said, "Han Qianqian is fine, but the child…"
Guilt swamped her. Song Qinghuan felt a wrenching pain in her heart.
The child was gone? She had caused the death of a child. Song Qinghuan felt like a sinner, in a baffled daze. She had no idea how she managed to leave with Li Chengyun.
