A new day is coming, the sun is rising.

Qin Anan got up, walked to the bed, and opened the curtains.

The bright sun outside the window made her feel better.

She couldn't help opening the window, and a biting chill came in.

The good mood brought by the extra sunshine disappeared instantly.

She closed the window, walked to the bed, picked up her phone, and checked the time.

Sister Zhang's text message immediately came into view:

- An An, I wonder how you are doing lately? Rila says you're fine, I hope it's true. Rila had a fight with Mr. today. Rila misses you so much that she deliberately gave a low score on the exam, hoping to threaten her husband to get you back, or to get him to agree to let her go to you. As a result, they broke down. The husband didn't criticize her, but she cried sadly. I know you have always valued Rila's studies, and I hope you can persuade Rila in private. Also don't tell her, I'm telling you this.

After reading this long text message carefully, Qin An'an felt as if his heart was on fire and felt uneasy.

Her sanity has been thrown into the clouds, and now she just wants to go back to China immediately, meet her daughter, and have a good talk.

She was the last thing she wanted to see her child suffer so much from her failed marriage with Fu Shiting.

She pressed the back button, opened the address book, found Fu Shiting's number, and dialed it without hesitation.

��Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable.

Her heart sank suddenly and kept sinking.

A thought rose in my heart: Fu Shiting blocked her.

She put down her phone and strode towards the bathroom.

She turned on the faucet and washed her face with water.

She looked at her pale, bloodless face in the mirror, her breathing gradually steady.

If she can't get through to Fu Shiting, she can call Rila.

Thinking of this, she took a towel to dry the water droplets on her face, and strode out of the bathroom.

She picked up her phone from the bed, found Rila's number, and dialed the video call.

After a while, Rila took the video.

Qin Anan saw her daughter's face sullen and aggrieved, and her nose suddenly became sore.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhang's reminder, Qin Anan could only ask knowingly, "Rila, what's the matter with you? Mom doesn't see you very happy."

"Mom, I miss you."

"Baby, Mommy misses you too."

"Mom, why can't I go to you now?" Rila pursed her lips and said angrily, "If I go to you now, what can he do to me."

Outside the door, Ziqiu refused to sleep, so he came to play with his sister.

The little guy pushed open the door, got into Rila's room, and shouted loud and clear, "Sister!"

"Brother, look who this is?" Rila's expression relaxed a little when she saw her brother coming.

She squatted down, picked up her brother, and turned the camera on her and her brother's face.

Ziqiu's dark and bright eyes stared at Qin An'an on the screen.

He knew it was his mother, but he was a little shy because he hadn't been in contact with his mother for too long.

He refused to call his mother, and he didn't dare to look at Qin An'an's face.

"Brother, call me mom!" Rila turned her brother's face toward the camera.

"...Mom." Ziqiu was shy and sounded like a mosquito.

"Brother, speak up!" Rila asked, frowning.

Ziqiu's brows were slightly wrinkled, his face flushed red, and he opened his throat: "�Mom!"

In the study on the second floor, Fu Shiting clearly heard his son calling his mother. JrNovels.com