"Do you even care about your own child?"
Seeing that Shang Yide was still about to dial that number, Li Chengjing's sobs grew louder and more desperate. She frantically clutched Xiang Fengmei's hand. A sinister gleam flickered in Xiang Fengmei's eyes, her expression turning increasingly ferocious. The situation was extremely tense. Ignoring everything, she let out a sharp shout, her face dark and forbidding, even tearing her voice apart with her screams!
"..."
Shang Yide, whose face had been ashen with anger, now turned pale, almost lifeless, his rage faltering slightly at Xiang Fengmei's words. His hand clenched the phone tightly. After a few minutes, his hands trembled slightly, and he finally slumped in complete defeat, lowering the phone.
"Hmph!"
