When Yan Xinxin said those words, Mo Chuxi felt a piercing pain, as if his heart were being sliced open.
But just as he intended to push the door open and teach Ye Lirong a lesson, Yan Xinxin's last words froze him in place!
Chun?
Who is Chun?
"You wretched girl! Are you blaming me now for killing your daughter?"
Ye Lirong retorted angrily, devoid of any trace of remorse.
Mo Chuxi was thoroughly stunned.
Daughter?
Yan Xinxin had a daughter?
"If it weren't for your promiscuity back then, sleeping with men, how would things have turned out this way!"
Ye Lirong pushed all the blame onto Yan Xinxin.
"Who caused your malnutrition? Who made your body so weak that you gave birth to two children at once, only for the youngest to die of heart failure mere moments after birth? Wasn't it all your own doing?"
Ye Lirong's words dealt an overwhelming blow to Mo Chuxi's heart and mind!
