Damn bitch, she actually hung up on her!
But Xu Ziqing was right; it had been a long time since she and Xia Weiyi had met, and when she was not feeling well, she was at Xinhong Garden. Even if Xu Ziqing wanted to do something, she didn't have the opportunity.
The two most suspected people had been successively cleared of accusations, and Xia Weiyi suddenly felt extremely lost.
Could it be that her baby had disappeared just like that, without any explanation?
And she herself, could not even figure out who had framed her?
As Xia Weiyi thought about this, her recently calmed emotions began to fluctuate again. Curled up at the edge of the bed, she buried her head and started sobbing softly, her fists clenched tightly, gripping the blanket fiercely.
But no amount of tears could soothe the agony of feeling like a piece of flesh had been carved out from her own heart.
Xu Zhiye stood by the bed, watching Xia Weiyi's pitiful crying. Her shattered state sliced at his heart mercilessly.
