Yesterday, when Jiang Mingzhu returned home, she happened to still be in the hospital, so they didn't meet at all. Otherwise, they might have had another fight.
When Ming Lan received Jiang Feng's call, she thought he missed her. Moreover, she wanted to grumble to Jiang Feng and have him teach Jiang Mingzhu a good lesson in the future.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng didn't even ask about her well-being but got straight to the point and said, "Ming Lan, our daughter is in trouble. Call your father and find a way to help her. Otherwise, her life will be ruined."
"Ruined is ruined!" Ming Lan's face turned gloomy; she had lost hope in Jiang Mingzhu. Just a thankless child; even if she were to be saved, it would still be futile.
"Ming Lan, how can you say that? Mingzhu is our only daughter. If she is ruined, we have no future."
"Hmph, having no future is better than raising a thankless child."
