Xiaowu didn't speak.
Qiao Ruoxin pushed open the door of the hospital room and walked straight in. Upon entering the high-end ward, she saw her mother leaning against the bed, pale as paper.
Last night, Mo Chen said that after consuming more than half a bottle of sleeping pills, it took three hours just to pump her stomach.
"Why did you try to kill yourself?"
Jiang Peilan was lying in bed and when she saw Qiao Ruoxin, a glimmer of light appeared in her dim, lusterless eyes; she hadn't expected Qiao Ruoxin to come.
"Xinxin..."
"Don't call me! As someone else's parent, you have me worrying about this while I'm pregnant. What on earth are you trying to do? If you're unhappy here, then go back to the United States and continue being Mrs. Lawrence."
Qiao Ruoxin was restraining the fury within her, after all, she was pregnant and didn't want to affect the twins in her womb.