Gu Xinzhou paced anxiously around the restroom.
Her restless demeanor resembled an ant on a hot pan.
She hated!
She absolutely hated Song Zhen!
This perverted bastard, this scum, this son of a bitch!
Why won't he just die! Just die! Just die!
"Why do you keep interfering in my life over and over again?"
"Why won't you leave me any way out? Wuu wuu wuu~ Why?"
"I merely loved you. I haven't committed any unforgivable sins. Why do you have to push me like this?"
"Wuu wuu~ Wuu wuu wuu~"
Gu Xinzhou broke down emotionally.
But thinking of McDull, who was far away in Italy, the instinct of a mother's resilience was also sparked amidst despair.
She wiped her face clean and, gritting her teeth, dialed Song Zhen's number.
Song Zhen had left the Gu Family residence.
Strangely, this number hadn't been contacted for many years.
But, just the thought of calling Song Zhen made her remember every single digit as if she had just learned them today.