Another day had passed, and there was still no news from the police about finding Ye Que.
On the third day after Ye Que fell off the cliff, Chi Zaozao could no longer sit still.
If she continued to wait like this, she would go crazy.
Early in the morning, she fed her daughter until she was full and then took her to see Xue Rong.
After learning about her son, Xue Rong fell ill and couldn't get up, now needing care for even eating and drinking.
Chi Zaozao entered the room holding her daughter, and when Xue Rong saw her, she quickly propped herself up to sit.
"Zaozao..." Xue Rong knew that after what happened to Ye Que, Chi Zaozao was no less distraught than she was. She must also be suffering as much.
Just thinking about it, how could Ye Er be so cruel, so heartless to leave them and go?
Chi Zaozao sat on the edge of Xue Rong's bed with her daughter in her arms and handed the child to her.
