In the elevator, Mu Shaochen's gaze shifted from shock to heartache, all in a split second.
His dark pupils contracted, and as his long legs stepped out of the elevator, he uttered "Wanwan" in a husky voice that spilled from his thin lips.
Laden with a thick, inextricable heartache.
Her current appearance made it clear at a glance that she was lacking rest and sleep.
His outstretched hand hadn't even touched Qin Wan when she already retreated two steps, evading him.
With a slight furrow in her brow, she looked at him, seemingly at a loss for words for a moment.
An indescribable emotion surged in her heart the instant she saw him, like a tidal wave—was it grievance, sadness, anger, or fear... Or perhaps, it was a mix of all these feelings.
After all, this man was the biological father of her child.
Qin Wan couldn't deny it.
In those twenty hours when Enen and Xinxin were taken, she had placed her hope in Mu Shaochen.
