Qin Haiming, upon hearing that his wife had been hospitalized, promptly called Qin Mu. It was only then that Qin Mu had gone to the bedroom to sleep, but when she picked up the phone and heard the voice she disliked, her subconscious reflex was to hang up.
"Mumu, don't hang up, Daddy has something to tell you," he said.
If it had been before she turned eight, those words would have been truly heartwarming.
He spoke as if trying to comfort her. She used to love how tenderly her father would counsel her when she was a child. His smile was always warm, and his eyes always radiated strength and gentleness.
She didn't know why she could still remember those times. Was it because such happy memories were so rare?
She was about to hang up the phone but brought it back to her ear. Standing silently in front of the desk in the vast room, she listened to the voice on the other end.
