"I'm sure you can guess why we're here, Miss Song. We didn't inform you beforehand. Please forgive us," Mrs. Leng said cautiously.
"You must be joking, Mrs. Leng." Song Yaoyao smiled innocently. "How would I know if you didn't tell me?"
"Miss Song—" Mrs. Leng panicked and held Song Yaoyao's hand tightly. "Please help Xuanming. I'm willing to do anything. Please—"
Thump—
What the f*ck!
Huo Tian was shocked by the scene before her as soon as she entered.
Leng Xuanming was also shocked and his voice changed. "Mom, what are you doing? Get up!"
So, this was Young Master Leng's mother?
What was going on? Huo Tian was dumbfounded. Her neck turned stiffly and her gaze landed on Song Yaoyao. She was even more confused as to why Song Yaoyao looked so calm.
The woman was kneeling in front of her!
Mrs. Leng grabbed Song Yaoyao's wrist tightly. "Miss Song, I beg you, I beg you to save my son..."
