Jiang Qin received a text message from Si Mingyuan. Her fingers tightened instinctively, and she couldn't help but feel afraid.
But when her gaze fell on the sleeping Si Yi, the fear in her eyes gradually faded away, becoming resolute, and her fists clenched tightly, as if continuously giving herself courage and strength.
A mother's strength comes from her child. For her child, she must be strong!
She believed that justice would stand on the right side!
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Chenyuan.
After taking his medication, Jun Yan prepared to sleep.
But clearly, he had no intention of falling asleep.
He had anticipated this, got up, and walked to the wine cabinet, selecting a bottle of treasured red wine.
He gently flicked off the cap with his index finger, and a rich aroma spread out.
Skillfully, he poured the wine into a prepared goblet, then lifted it to taste, allowing the rich aroma of alcohol to swirl and linger on his tongue.
