"Will you really keep your promise?" Wei Anning asked.
Rong Ling sneered, "As long as you leave Third Young Master and promise never to come back, I will make sure Third Young Master gets the antidote smoothly and brings it back to save the young master."
Wei Anning slowly walked to the hospital room door, and through the glass window, she looked at Wei Chenchen, who was already so thin that he was skin and bones. Her heart wrenched as she thought that to restore Chenchen's health, she would not hesitate even if it cost her life.
However, Rong Ling's condition was for her to separate from Leng Youchen.
"What, hesitating? It seems that even your own child isn't important in your heart. You really are a selfish woman, I didn't see wrong," Rong Ling taunted.
Wei Anning, hearing his ridicule, snapped back to reality, "Fine, I agree with you, but I hope you keep your promise. If anything happens to Chenchen, I will turn into a vengeful ghost and never let you go!"
