"Mommy! Er... why is it you, Nanny Rong? Where's my mommy?!" he asked, confused.
"Miss has fallen ill, and she can't come to pick you up right now. Little master, please wait at school a little longer; I will take a car and come over immediately."
Jing Chen was just buckling the Little Demon King into his safety seat when he heard Nanny Rong's voice coming through the phone.
He took the Little Demon King's phone and immediately asked, anxious, "Nanny Rong, what happened to Ranran? Where is she now? Okay, I'll bring Xiaoyu over right away!"
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That day.
One blow after another, coupled with the fact that she had not rested well in the past few days, Mo Qiansu fell ill as if a mountain had collapsed.
She developed a high fever and lay in bed, delirious. Even in her faint sleep, her brows were always tightly knit, her face showing the heaviness of her concerns.
Nanny Rong was taking care of her by her side, her face filled with guilt and regret.
