Seeing Mu Qian like this, the sensitive little guy's face instantly changed.
He suddenly stood up from the bathtub, his voice rising with panic and urgency, "Dad, I'm asking you, where's Jiaren? Where's my mom?"
The car accident had been so vicious and frightening; the little guy remembered that right before he passed out, Jiaren had shielded him with her body. Could it be that she was badly hurt and had already died?
Thinking of this possibility, Mu Xiao's eyes immediately reddened, and tears slid down his face in a flash.
Mu Xiao had been personally raised by Mu Qian, who knew what the little guy was thinking upon seeing this, reached out to wipe away the translucent tears on his little face, "What are you thinking about so haphazardly? Your mom's still alive, we just don't know where she is right now."
