Lai Qinghuan felt relieved after hearing those words.
"Mom, you must keep your word."
Hen Meixin saw her daughter finally starting to trust her and nodded repeatedly, "Mom won't lie to you!"
......
Mu Jingxi wasn't surprised when he received Lai Qinghuan's call.
She was bound to know the truth sooner or later, and sooner or later, she would take action.
He just hadn't expected her to act so quickly.
Mu Jingxi answered Lai Qinghuan's call, "Hello?"
"Third Young Master, do you still recognize my voice?"
The woman's voice carried a trace of amusement. Mu Jingxi's lips pressed into a thin line, his tone irritated, "Lai Qinghuan, cut the crap."
"Oh, Third Young Master, this doesn't sound like the attitude of someone asking for help."
Lai Qinghuan was certain that he must be desperate now, which was why he was seeking her mother out.
Currently, no one who matched Qiao An's bone marrow had been found, so he had pinned his hopes on her and her mother.
