"In an instant, An Xiangrong's expression softened, she lowered her eyes and asked, "What do I need to do for you to let me see my child?"
"Beg me!"
The moment An Xiangrong's words fell, An Ling immediately opened her mouth, "An Xiangrong, I want you to beg me, I want you to kneel and beg me."
"As long as you kneel down and plead with me, I will be merciful today and let you see your son."
Hearing her words, An Xiangrong stared fixedly at her eyes.
A sudden thunderous rumble echoed overhead, and a lightning bolt split the sky over An Xiangrong's head, illuminating her desolate expression.
An Ling looked at the blinding lightning, her eyes showing a hint of panic.
She looked at An Xiangrong in the heavy rain, her eyes revealing impatience, "An Xiangrong, my patience is limited, are you kneeling or not?"
"As long as I kneel, will you let me see Weiwei?"
"Exactly, as long as you kneel down and plead with me, I will..."
"Thud!"
