From full of hope to complete despair, it only took one day.
He thought heaven was looking after him, that in his later years he could have a daughter, only to have his romantic fantasies proven utterly baseless.
"Bang—"
Ye Zhanxing suddenly stood up from the chair, flinging his arm and sweeping everything off the desk.
With a gloomy expression, he propped himself up on the desk, gasping heavily.
The doctor, carrying his medical bag, had just reached the living room when he heard the noise upstairs, pausing in his steps.
Not daring even to look back, he hurried toward the front door.
As soon as he left the Ye Family's main gate, his cell phone rang.
Glancing at the unfamiliar number on the screen, the doctor looked around to see if anyone was watching before answering.
Without waiting for the other party to speak, he shouted anxiously, "I've done everything you asked, now release my wife and child!"
