"Jiaxu, it's all my fault, I didn't raise you properly!"
"Don't be afraid, mom is here! Everything will be alright! I will find a way to resolve this issue. It won't implicate you or your father! I'm almost there, I won't talk anymore, wait for mom's news."
The car arrived in front of the club, Wang Yaqiu got out, her eyes were red.
She was in her forties, but still maintained well, her appearance was glamorous, her skin fair, in a black silk long dress, outlining her plump and mature curves, front and back, full of charm.
A few pieces of jewelry adorned her, adding a touch of nobility.
Wiping away a tear, she hurriedly entered, and soon saw the eldest Miss of the Song Family, and beside her sat a young man, not much older, looking only eighteen or nineteen.
"Miss Song..."
Wang Yaqiu bowed, squeezing out a flattering, respectful smile, but her beautiful face was pale, full of strong fear and unease.
