
What would you do if your biological father and his mistress conspired to kill your mother and then sell you to a scumbag? At this critical moment, a tall, rich, and handsome man occured with a contract. Xin Qing glared angrily at the man in front of her. She initially thought he was a prince charming, but he turned out to be a demon. "You're not allowed to leave. You can only marry me!" he said fiercely to the woman who wanted to leave. Xin Qing sneered, "Aren't you keeping me here because of your ancestral traditions? I'm just a tool for you." "Who said that?" the man replied, eyes full of affection. "You are the mother of my child!"

Xin Qing got out of the elevator and ran to the ward with all her might. Her father had just called to tell her that her mother had gone. Mother was diagnosed as advanced lung cancer three month ago. The doctor said she wouldn't be able to hold on for long, but she didn't expect it to be so fast and sudden. Obviously, when she came to deliver the food in the afternoon, her mother had drunk a bowl of porridge. Why in the night... The hospital at midnight was as quiet as a dead city. The moment she turned into the Intensive Area, she heard the rapid breathing of men and women coming from the doctor's duty room, which was especially clear in the empty corridor. Xin Qing slowed down her pace. Her mother's room was right beside the duty room. She quietly looked through the gap in the door. "S
