"Little Nuomi!"
Qiao An's heart clenched tightly.
Little Nuomi was far less strong than she appeared at the moment, clearly feeling aggrieved to the point of tears, stubbornly holding back from crying.
Upon hearing her mama's call, Little Nuomi turned her head, opened her mouth, and her sobbing tone was revealed, "Mama."
Little Nuomi plunged her head into Qiao An's embrace. The woman who hit her wasn't very old, dressed flamboyantly, and when she saw so many people brought by the other side, her arrogance instantly dissipated.
Anyone who could enter the Imperial Hospital was no ordinary person.
Especially... when she saw Mu Jingxi, the woman's pupils suddenly shrank. Isn't this... Mu Shaoxi?
"Little Nuomi, tell Mama who hit you?" Qiao An tightly held Little Nuomi, her precious daughter whom she couldn't bear to lay a finger on, was actually hit by an outsider.
Outrageous!
If she doesn't get revenge for her daughter today, she won't be named Qiao!
