Ruan Qingling transmigrated and became the mother of a one-year-old child, notorious for her terrible reputation. Not only was she fierce by nature, but she was also inhumane.
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Is she looking for me?
Is she looking for him because he hasn't come home yet?
He paused for a moment.
I'm really tired, I need to catch my breath.
Wang Guihua snorted: "He's a grown man, he'll be fine. Open the door now and let me in."
She insisted on finding out exactly what she had bought yesterday.
Ruan Qingling found it strange. She had already said that her son hadn't come home all night. The mother wasn't worried at all, and even said he would be alright?
Ruan Qingling glanced at Wang Guihua again.
I don't want to talk to her anymore.
He picked up Yaya and walked forward.
Just then, Song Shiting was right around the corner.
Ruan Qingling took a few more steps and saw that his face was covered in blood, and his clothes were also stained with blood. He was standing with his back bent over. He looked terrible!
Ruan Qingling was surprised, but before she could speak, Ya Ya had already burst into tears.
Ruan Qingling subconsciously turned her daughter's head behind her back.
The situation came so suddenly that she had completely forgotten she was now a mother.
Before Song Shiting could speak, Wang Guihua saw Song Shiting covered in blood.
Her legs went weak, and she said directly, "I'm squeamish about blood, I can't stand up anymore."
With that, she turned and left.
Ruan Qingling felt that this was not a mother at all.
She glanced at Song Shiting again and realized he was just too tired and was panting.
Song Shiting said, "I'm fine, the blood isn't mine."
He came out of the mountains, and thankfully he didn't see anyone else along the way.
Otherwise, it would really scare people to death.
Ruan Qingling asked, "How did you get covered in blood?"