Wu Yanmeng widened her eyes, forgetting to even shed tears, "Dad, what are you talking about?"
Wu Qingguo knew he had spoken harshly, but his mind was in such turmoil that he couldn't bring himself to soften, "In any case, you must never bring up this matter again, do you hear me?"
After speaking, Wu Qingguo left with a stern face, his sleeves flaring.
Wu Yanmeng watched his departing figure, her mouth agape, completely stunned.
In the early morning, Ji Ziling was woken up by Jian Rong's phone ringing. The pain in her body made her groan in agony. She opened her eyes, and the unfamiliar environment combined with her physical pain plunged her into panic. She was all too familiar with this feeling; it had only happened in City A just over a month ago.
Ji Ziling immediately sat up in bed, a sudden cramp hitting her abdomen, "Ah!"
She clutched her stomach tightly as the cramps continued, hitting again and again before gradually subsiding.
