"Bai Hong, you don't need to explain. From the moment you and she kidnapped Yixin together, I should have known. I shouldn't have had any hope in you, thinking I could find clues about Lian Qing through you. I was too naive." Zheng Haoyu sighed deeply, his eyes full of disappointment.
Bai Hong trembled slightly; if she could, she wouldn't choose to do this either.
"But Bai Hong, I can tell you one thing. If you still don't speak after hearing it, then just leave. Our past feelings will be erased, and we will go our separate ways, not knowing each other anymore." Zheng Haoyu rubbed his forehead, looked at her solemnly, "Yesterday afternoon, Yize and Yixin were taken away by Lian Qing. We only found Yize. You know Yize, right? That's Lian Qing and my child. When we found him, most of the blood from his body had been drained, and the child had fallen into a deep coma."
