Yu Jiangqing did not know about this. By the time he returned, Ding Ning had already been discharged from the hospital.
"I had a miscarriage. The father of my child did not come, but his brother rushed over to apologize to me. What a joke,"Ding Ning said with a cold smile.
Yu Jiangqing took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain in his chest. His hands were tightly clenched, and the blue veins on them could be clearly seen.
"Ning Ning,"Yu Jiangqing said, his voice carrying a sense of oppression that only he knew. This kind of oppression had almost exhausted all of his strength, "Many things are not as simple as you think. Many missions are not as peaceful as what you are experiencing right now. I don't want you to go through those."
