Mo Zhiyun's lips twitched mechanically, and a mocking look appeared in his eyes.
As if she was thinking about something, Wen Xingchen said, " "Whether you believe it or not, I just wanted to separate you from Lu Heyun. I didn't know you would abort the child."
Even now, she still didn't know the truth about mo Zhiyun's child's death.
Mo Zhiyun didn't explain. &Quot; if you didn't make that phone call, perhaps my child wouldn't have left me. &Quot;
Wen Xingchen frowned. Before she could understand what she meant, she heard her cold voice."Professor Wilson will arrive in Mo City on Monday. If you don't have anything important to do, don't go out and rest at home. Someone will take you to the hospital to see the professor."
Wen Xingchen knew that she didn't want to see her, so she didn't continue to stay here.
He got up and was about to leave.
"Wait," Mo Zhiyun called out to her.
Wen Xingchen turned to look at her.
