She suddenly felt some regret, perhaps she should never have brought Huanhuan back in the first place.
She bent down to pick up Huanhuan and continued upstairs, praying in her heart that Huanhuan wouldn't see her parents completely alienated from each other, praying for Huanhuan to have a happy childhood.
And just after the mother and daughter went upstairs, a red car stopped at the entrance of their studio.
Jing Qing looked at the room on the second floor with the light on and remembered the phone call mentioning that Qin Mu had moved in with her luggage and daughter this morning.
It was only when she saw Qin Mu lock the door from inside that she truly believed it.
When she was about to leave, she received a distress message from Qin Mingzhu on WeChat. Jing Qing glanced at her phone, then threw it back onto the passenger seat and drove away.
Meanwhile, Qin Mingzhu was trembling and sitting on the couch, her eyes swollen from crying.
