The next day, as dawn barely broke, Mu Yingchen awoke once more from his sleep. He furrowed his brows tightly—a whole night of dreaming, all about that woman running off with the child—
No matter how he searched, he couldn't find where they had gone.
He rubbed his temples helplessly; it was all because of the message that woman sent last night.
As soon as he returned to the villa yesterday, his mobile phone received a message. He opened it and immediately a smile graced his lips, but when he read the content of the message, he couldn't smile at all.
That woman had actually sent him a short and blunt message: "Asshole! Go marry that white lotus!"
He knew right away that she must have realized the matter belatedly and, in a fit of anger, had tossed him that sentence.