Mama Lin Stabbed Fu Qinglun
編輯: Atlas Studios
He only had her.
If she did not want him to, then where could he go?
There was a film of tears in Lin Shiyu's pretty eyes as she raised her eyes to look at the man. "Fu Qinglun, this is the end of us today. We can never go back to how things were in the past. Mom doesn't have much time left. Please don't appear and disrupt our lives again, I beg you."
Lin Shiyu forcefully pried off his long fingers from her hand.
Fu Qinglun refused to let go and was unwilling to do so. It was not just the mother and daughter who were in pain. He was also suffering.
He wanted to hold onto the delicate hand in his palm forever.
But his five fingers were pried off, one by one. She retracted her little hand, and did not glance at him at all before turning around to leave.
She entered the ward.