Seeing his gloominess, she couldn't help but smile, though the smile seemed half-hearted.
Mo Hua was a police officer, adept at reading people, and during the meal, An Ruo would occasionally become lost in thought, indicating to him that she was troubled.
"What's wrong? You seem to be quite preoccupied. If you're facing any difficulties, you can talk to me about them, maybe I can help," he said to her.
An Ruo shook her head, "It's nothing, you can't help me."
"What exactly is the matter? How can you be sure I can't help you if you don't tell me?"
Having been unable to contact Xia Nuo, Mo Hua was the only friend An Ruo had left in the city. She had the desire to confide in someone and couldn't help but tell him the truth.
After listening, the man frowned slightly, "How could he do that? Kangkang has always been raised by you. He comes back and just decides to take the child away without considering your feelings?"
