During Yuxin's most helpless moment, she couldn't offer any assistance, and the existence of Youyou couldn't be mentioned to him, or it would cause him further harm.
"Why don't you think it over again?" Mu Zhuoshen couldn't act rashly, afraid she would regret it in the future.
There's a saying that a daughter is a piece of flesh from her mother's body, and he didn't believe she could bear to send her daughter away.
Ming Ruochu bit her lip forcefully, the screams from inside the house still echoing in her ears, her heart increasingly tortured, and she whispered, "I've thought it through, help me send Youyou to the An Family, don't let him know I'm here..."
If that man knew she was here, she would be taken back.
"Don't worry, even if the An man knows you're here, he wouldn't dare come to me for trouble." Even with Yuxin's influence aside, he still had the Qiao Family backing him, and he didn't believe An Ling would dare go against the whole Qiao Family.
