"Mother, I'm sorry, I'm ... I'm late! Are you hurt? Did Shen Feng do anything to you?" Ji Ziming hugged his mother tightly. He felt that she was much more Haggard than before she left the country and was filled with self-blame.
'Ziming, I'm fine. I'm just very sad. You don't know what I've found out over the past few days. I have a lot to tell you and a lot of secrets to tell you. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll get depression!" When Gu mo saw Ji Ziming, she seemed to have found a straw to confide in and was very excited. She did not seem to have any intention of leaving the Shen family immediately with him.
Ji Ziming followed Gu mo into the room in confusion. He felt slightly better when he saw that his mother's room was still relatively clean.
"Mother, I have a question to ask you." Ji Ziming immediately sat down at Gu Mo's call and raised his head to look at his mother, who was busy pouring him a glass of water, in confusion.
