C178 I Am Not the Son of Zhang Xiaowen

Shen Bingxin carried her sleeping son, Tong, and got on the car. At the moment she got on the car, she couldn't hold back the tears that flowed down her face. She didn't dare to look back for fear of her being unable to hold on, nor did she dare to look at Lih Moyan's deep eyes. She was afraid of sinking into a bottomless pit.

"If you want to cry then cry. After all