Bo Huan curled her lips, found Lu Qing's number again, and then sent a text message: Congratulations, you're a dad now.
After sending three consecutive text messages, Bo Huan threw the phone aside, then curled up on the sofa, her beautiful eyes somewhat dazed.
She couldn't help but connect the dots between Bo Qing and Lu Qing in her mind.
The military district...
Height, body temperature, and so on.
Damn it.
She really was foolish.
Bo Huan felt uneasy in her heart.
As for Bo Qing's physical condition...
Bo Huan's heart tightened.
Poisoned?
Complicated illness...
Bo Huan's face changed. Could it be because of... that venomous snake back then?
The thought of this possibility made Bo Huan's face turn pale.
...
Bo Huan was sleepless all night.
She tried hard not to look at her phone... or any of Bo Qing's messages.
The phone rang incessantly during this time, but Bo Huan ignored it.
Early the next morning, Bo Huan drove directly to her private room in that hotel.
...
