"Wishful thinking," Gu Zichen said coldly, suddenly leaving her behind and heading towards the outside balcony.
But his ears were noticeably red.
Qiao Xiguan watched Gu Zichen's figure, her eyes trembling slightly. She lowered her head and unconsciously touched her belly.
This little life might still be no bigger than a tadpole, and she couldn't predict what it would face next. She truly hoped that this little life wouldn't give up so easily, wouldn't depart so readily.
She hoped that her little life would always be with her.
Shanghai. Clear skies.
Xiao Ye had been in the detention center for two days and was now being released.
Throughout, the prison guards treated him with the utmost respect. Although he sat inside the whole time, he was accorded the highest courtesy.
Abiao came to the detention center to pick him up.
