Song Zhen had been quietly standing in place.
During that time, his eyes had also reddened, moved by the scene before him.
But deep inside, he felt even more uneasy, still timidly praying, "I hope all this has nothing to do with Song Enshuo!"
A moment later.
Finally, space became available at the bedside.
Song Zhen stepped forward, calling out respectfully, "Mom, I am Zhouzhou's husband, Song Zhen. Mom, you can call me Xiaozhen or Song Zhen."
Fang Lingwei had already noticed, her daughter was wearing a wedding ring on her hand that was quite valuable, not something an ordinary man could afford.
And Song Zhen's appearance was good, and he was capable, truly one in a million.
Fang Lingwei sighed, "I'm relieved that Zhouzhou married you. If because of me, her life was affected, making her entrust her life to the wrong person, missing out on marital happiness, I really would deserve to die!"
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
