Turning his head, what Qin Muchuan found was an eye-blurring red scene.
Xu Jingya pleaded in a low, desperate voice. "If I'm going to die, can't you let me see my child?! Qin Muchuan, you can doubt everything else, but you can't doubt or ignore a woman's longing and...love for her child."
Qin Muchuan was shocked. Just before Xu Jingya fainted, he rushed to her side and caught her in his arms.
Xu Jingya successfully collapsed into his embrace—
.........
A series of knocks on the door echoed.
Not pressing the doorbell, yet knocking so forcefully, it could only mean that someone was there to cause trouble.
Lin Xiangwan was standing in front of the mirror, carefully drawing her eyebrows.
Seeing her revived reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Women should always wear make-up; after all, they indeed appear prettier after a touch-up, and it is pleasant to their own eyes too.
'Ding-dong-- Ding-dong--'
This time, it was the ring of the doorbell.
