"I love Xiao Moli, Bai Xinxin, where do you get your confidence from? What makes you think I will agree to your terms?"
An Ziqi, frustrated to the point of laughing, retorted.
"Why?" Bai Xinxin gave a light chuckle, "Hasn't your precious son been acting strange for the past half a year?"
"What do you mean?"
Upon hearing Xiao Yining's name, An Ziqi's heart instantly clenched.
"What I mean is that your son's life is in my hands," Bai Xinxin said proudly.
"Half a year ago, I injected a virus into Xiao Yining. The incubation period of the virus in adults is roughly a year. As for children, there's no precedent, I'm not certain, but my prediction is around half a year."
"I don't believe you."
An Ziqi clenched her fist hard, biting her lip.
Ever since being kidnapped half a year ago, Xiao Yining indeed changed, constantly feeling sleepy, sleeping more and more.
But Xiao Chen checked him several times and found nothing wrong.
