Luo Qiangwei remained silent for a long time, standing frozen in place.
Seeing her pale and delicate appearance, Su Mo felt heartache and walked over to hold her icy hands, choking up as she said, "Tangtang, listen to your mom's advice, don't bother with Mo Shiche anymore. The poison wasn't your fault, you don't need to save him...
Sheng Miao scoffed coldly from behind, "Why doesn't she need to? Hasn't she always claimed to love Mo Shiche? Now it's just about having his child, and she feels troubled? What kind of love is that?..."
"Miaomiao," Su Mo looked at her, "don't talk about your sister like that. She isn't like what you think."
