"Yige, no matter what, Father is still your father. Without him, there wouldn't be you, you know?"
Zhou Xueran said, crying.
Tang Yige choked slightly, "Mom, I'm not brushing you off. So you don't need to remind me that I'm your biological child, raised by both you and Dad. Now that Dad's in trouble, as his daughter, I certainly won't stand by and watch, let alone ingratiate myself with you."
Zhou Xueran said nothing.
Tang Yige's eyes stung as she inhaled, "Mom, give the phone to Tang Ruan."
After a while.
A soft voice came from the phone, "Sister."
Upon hearing "sister."
Tang Yige felt a wave of discomfort rise in her heart.
But knowing now wasn't the time to dwell on it, she asked, "You still haven't been able to contact Rong Sinan?"
"...Yeah, I've been calling him, but it's always turned off, can't get through." Tang Ruan said softly, her weak tone tinged with disappointment and gloom.
