Leng Jian's voice came through the phone.
Not hearing Ji Weitian's voice, he asked worriedly, "Cindy, are you doing okay now?"
...
Ji Weitian wanted to say she was fine, but as she opened her mouth, she found her throat felt as if someone was choking her, unable to produce any sound.
She was not okay.
Not okay at all.
Since she discovered Luo Xinyan's true colors, she might have appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, she hadn't slept at all these past few days.
Every time she closed her eyes, all that emerged were scenes from the past four years.
The person she considered a friend probably had been scheming to get close to her right from the start.
She always thought she was a competent mother; even if she couldn't give her daughter a complete family, she had given her all her love.
But it wasn't until today that she realized she might also have a son...
A son she didn't know existed, completely overlooked.
