"Stop arguing, will you? Quickly think of a way to save people." Han Xi anxiously looked at Han Guanghong, only worried about Meng Meng's safety.
As for Han Yaxin being reduced to her current state, it could only be said that she's reaping what she sowed or perhaps her karma.
Song Mengmeng stood by the railing, held by Han Yaxin by the hem of her clothes. The little one wiped her tears with her hand, her crying voice already hoarse and unable to make a sound, merely opening her mouth powerlessly.
Han Xi tightly grasped Lu Jinghan's hand, her heart aching sharply.
Zhang Min slowly walked forward a few steps, trying to persuade Han Yaxin, "Mom knows she was wrong, I won't ever force you to stay with that old man again. You can come home with mom, okay?"
Han Yaxin warned Zhang Min sternly, "Don't move. If you take another step forward, I'll jump from here."
Zhang Min hurriedly halted her steps, her heart suddenly tightening, "Yaxin, if you jump, how will mom live afterwards?"
