Xu Qiaoqiao was shocked, only regretting she came too late.
Upon hearing these words, Leng Tong gasped slightly: "What did you say?"
Xu Qiaoqiao rushed forward, "Spit it out, it's not too late to spit it out now!"
Leng Tong also immediately leaned to the side, her finger reaching straight for her throat.
Just at that moment, Mrs. Ning took hold of Leng Tong's wrist, "Tong Tong, don't spit it out, just let it be, this way you'll be relieved, Tong Tong, I know you're suffering too..."
With that single sentence, Leng Tong's eyes reddened, and her gagging action paused.
Yes.
Isn't she suffering too?!
Since finding out that the baby was a Down syndrome baby, these past few days, she hadn't had a good night's sleep. Whenever she slept, she would dream of Ning Xie, with Ning Xie grabbing her hand and questioning her: "Why would you give birth to a mentally retarded child for me?"
She was sad, she was in pain, she was also fragile!
Tears rolled down from Leng Tong's eyes.
