"But..."
"No buts. Open the door first. Can we talk calmly?" Bo Fengheng interrupted harshly, suppressing his anger, but more was indeed helplessness and panic.
Mu Yin remained silent.
Actually, what else was there to say?
She didn't even have the stance to be angry or to refute.
After all, she had caused all of this with her own hands.
Her own child was gone, so was she going to use someone else's child to exchange for her happiness in the latter half of her life?
No, she couldn't do it.
"Yinyin, I'm sorry... It's my fault. I didn't take good care of you, which led us to this point. This is all my fault. Can you give me another chance? I absolutely won't let you suffer the slightest harm again." Unable to get her response, Bo Fengheng pinch his brows in despair, left only with pleading.
"No matter what, the child is innocent..." Mu Yin said softly, as if murmuring to herself.
