"What are you going to do now?" Jian Yiling took a seat on the chair near the bed.
Ran Xueyi didn't take away her gaze from her son's adorable and small face, but she still gave her best friend an answer. "I don't know..."
"What do you mean you don't know? What did your husband say?"
Ran Xueyi shook her head.
In the past two years she stayed in Ren Country, she and Song Yu Han remained in constant contact with each other. Neither wanted to keep distance and wanted to continue their relationship albeit being far away from each other.
However, this half year that passed, Song Yu Han's communication with her was almost nonexistent with him not replying to her messages nor answering her calls. Eventually, she was also preoccupied with her shooting and couldn't check whether he replied or called her.
