C1288 I Want My Son

Ye Langming's smile slowly turned pale as the crowd pushed him. Only then did he stop crying and quickly shed tears.

He was just a hair's breadth away from touching his son's hand, just a hair's breadth away from it.

Ye Langming sobbed without a sound. He tightly clutched his chest as he cried. After that, he silently sobbed.

It was the same with Du Xing and his group. Their faces turned pale