"If her days were truly numbered, certain special measures could be employed."
Xiao Mo couldn't help but narrow his eyes, swiftly calculating Xiao Jinglan's remaining value.
Xiao Jinglan, seeing Xiao Mo silent, mistakenly thought he had a change of heart, feeling sympathy for her maternal role.
She couldn't help but sigh, her feelings towards Xiao Mo cooled, "Fine, don't worry about this matter; I'm clear about my own situation."
Xiao Mo lowered his eyelids, "If you feel unwell anywhere, make sure to let me know immediately."
Since she was doomed, he needed to make her as useful as possible while she was still alive.
Otherwise, once she was dead, she would be useless to him.
Xiao Jinglan's eyes warmed, and she suddenly felt a sense of relief; she nodded, completely forgetting that Xiao Mo had just slapped her.
She knew in her heart that her son cared for her...
It was all Hao Jiayi's fault, that little bitch! She and Xia Wenjin were both seductresses, here to lure her son!
