"Wait, let him in." At this moment, the captain quickly gestured to him and said, "He is Young Master Bei Mo from the Ducal Residence, he can go in."
When Bei Mo rushed to the scene of the accident, Gu Chongchong had already cried herself into unconsciousness.
Middle-aged, losing a daughter...
Gray-haired people sending off black-haired people...
There's nothing more despairing in this world than this.
Bei Mo also saw the always high-spirited King Li Xingchen suddenly age by decades, staring long at the calm river, unable to believe that his lively and adorable daughter was gone just like that.
"Xiaomo, what on earth happened? Weren't you and Mumu in the same class? Why didn't you protect her well!" Seeing him arrive, Ping Guoguo immediately rushed over and kept hitting him.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry… It's all my fault!" Bei Mo let her hit him, his eyes filled with despair.
"Enough!"
