"No rush. Xiao Moli won't lay a hand on Shiyi. Let her suffer a bit this time."
Tang Seven spoke, "Did you find the place I asked you to look for?"
"We're still searching. Over twenty years have passed, and this place has changed too much. We need some time," Tang Shan responded.
Tang Seven nodded. This place was never under their influence, so it was normal to need time. He was just too anxious.
The two departed for the hospital exit together.
Meanwhile.
Ever since they returned home, Xiao Moli had been keeping An Ziqi company.
Their life was surprisingly peaceful.
Two days had passed since they came home.
All the stuff she bought online during her hospital stay had been delivered one after another.
The doorbell had rung countless times all morning. Just as they finally settled down on the sofa, the doorbell rang again.
An Ziqi, giggling, pounced on Xiao Moli's back, instructing him to carry her to the door.
