"No, I won't let her go, I won't let her leave me."
"Chengtian, calm down. You need to think not only for yourself but also for her. If she discovers that her parents' death is related to us, do you think she could happily marry you? Can she comfortably face us in the future? You have to think about all these." Mu Hualan's voice rose to a sharp rebuke, but it sounded plaintive as well.
Ou Chengtian didn't know how he had managed to leave the Ou residence, he felt like a walking corpse, wandering aimlessly down the endless road.
Ou Xinyi noticed that Ou Chengtian looked unwell when he came downstairs and asked him what was wrong, but he didn't respond.
So, she had no choice but to instruct the driver to follow him.
Seeing Mu Hualan coming downstairs, with tiredness etched on her face, bloodshot eyes and faint tear stains at the corners of her eyes, Ou Xinyi felt an unease and stepped forward to inquire.
