In the photo was a child, indistinct in appearance, with a tiny body huddled in a corner, looking pitiful and helpless!
Just seeing such a scene made Xia Pengpeng's face turn pale in an instant, devoid of any color.
What kind of situation was the child in when this photo was taken?!
She did not need to guess; she knew who had sent this message.
She immediately exited the page, fearing that another glance would make her collapse on the spot!
The child was innocent!
She had given birth to him!
After a ten-month pregnancy, she had fought to give birth to him!
Five years ago, she had no power to protect him, but five years later, she was resolved to find him! To bring him to her side and never let anyone hurt him again!
"What's wrong?" Mu Xingye noticed the change in her emotions and looked towards her phone, but she had already turned the screen off, leaving it pitch black, revealing nothing.
"It's nothing," Xia Pengpeng shook her head.
