"Will you come to see me if I behave?" Chu Ruohan clung to her rag doll, beseechingly asking.
"Hmm."
"Let's go, miss."
The nurse helped her onto the plane. Chu Ruohan kept looking back at Chu Yihen,
As the plane took off, Jiang Fan couldn't hold back her tears.
"Hanhan, oh my Hanhan!"
Watching the airplane gradually turn into a small dot in the night sky and then disappear, Chu Yihen withdrew his gaze, speaking softly, "Mom, we should go back."
From then on, Beijing would no longer have Chu Ruohan.
"Yihen, couldn't you allow me to go abroad and stay with Ruohan?" Jiang Fan gripped his hand, pleadingly looking at him.
"Chu Ruohan was already killed in the fire at the mental hospital, Mom. This is the only chance for her to live a good life." Chu Yihen stated with a heavy voice.
He knew that even if he did this, they would not be able to keep the secret from Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu for too long. But this was the only way, after all, she was his little sister.
