"Sis, other than dreaming, I have no choice, without dreams, I would die!" Qin Yurong was already beyond saving.
"If you insist on this, you can only continue to suffer. I can't help you," Qin Yucen pursed her lips and looked up at the top floor of Guanshan Building, where Guan Haoyang's office was. But did the current him know that Qin Yurong was here? Could he feel her pain?
"Sis, don't worry about me, just let me be, left to my own devices. I don't even want to live anymore…" If it weren't for the child in her belly giving her strength, if it weren't for the love she held for Guan Haoyang, like a moth to flame, Qin Yurong might have already collapsed.
