"Can you come over?" Sheng Miao said urgently, "I just got discharged and returned to the apartment. Little Peach was playing on the sofa by herself, and I was tidying up in the room when she somehow fell down... Her forehead is swollen and red, and she keeps crying nonstop, looking like she's in a lot of pain..."
Mo Shiche frowned and spoke with cold impatience, "You're already causing me enough trouble, and now you can't even take care of a child?"
"Shiche... President Mo," Sheng Miao bit her lip and said in a low voice, "I'm begging you, even if you don't love me now and don't care that I once saved your life, my child is innocent. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have given birth to Bu Wei's child... Can't you come over for once?"
On the other end, the child's heart-wrenching sobs came through, as if they could bring the sky down.
How badly did she fall to cry so heartbrokenly?
