It was an unprecedented heaviness and despair, as if carrying a huge psychological burden.

Seeing such a scene, even the strongest person would be moved.

After trying hard to calm himself down, Wen Zhu stared closely at Fu Yu's eyes, trying to read some information from his expression.

She was so nervous that she had difficulty breathing and her heart was filled with anxiety.

"I have some bad news for you. Please be prepared for it. No matter what, please consider your baby."

Fu Yu finally mustered up the courage to speak. His voice was low and powerful, yet filled with helplessness and sadness.

He knew what this news meant to her, but he had to face it.

"Don't be like that, just say it straight."

Wen Zhu suppressed his inner turmoil and tried to remain calm, hoping to deal with the upcoming news with a calm attitude.

She held Fu Yu's hand tightly, seeking a little warmth and support.

"Your mother...fell into the river."

Fu Yu finally said this, lowered his head, and did not dare to look directly into Wen Zhu's eyes.

Every word hit him like a hammer in the heart, but he couldn't help but say it.

"What did you say? Has he been rescued? Where is he now?"

Wen Zhu held Fu Yu's arm tightly and asked a series of questions anxiously. Her heart was filled with panic and helplessness, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

Every word contains endless hope and worry.

"She's been found."

Fu Yu swallowed hard and continued, "Wen Zhu, please accept my grief."