This isn't Su Ling...
Su Ling would never beg him, even if she was in extreme pain or deeply hurt, she always stubbornly refused to give in.
But today, her first word was a plea!
Nie Mingfeng was holding a cello with one hand and a phone with the other, having decided not to care about this woman anymore. But upon hearing her words, he couldn't help but feel... compassionate!
It's really ridiculous!
What about that woman is worth his compassion?
Even though he thought this way, Nie Mingfeng still didn't hang up the phone, letting the excited little woman on the other end finally speak her true purpose.
She said, "Little Ear is sick, seriously, so..." Will you please come back?
The last sentence was left unspoken, as Nie Mingfeng erupted in anger the moment he heard the mention of his son's name, cutting her off with a ruthlessly chilling tone: "That's great news!"
"What did you say?"
"I said, hearing the news that the child is sick is the best news I could get from you!"
