On that note, she pushed the door open and walked out.
Mo Zhi stared at her back with tightly clenched fists.
Her unemotional words were like icy daggers that stabbed his heart mercilessly, making him feel like an abandoned child left behind in a hospital.
He stumbled onto the sofa and stared at the door in a daze.
The door swung open again. This time Yao Lili dashed in.
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Li Shu left the ward and walked briskly away from it.
As she walked further away from Mo Zhi's room, she began to feel the heavy burden in her heart ease. But on the other hand, she was choked with emotions.
She had no idea what was going on, and even less why she was feeling an exceptional abhorrence towards Mo Zhi today.
But that was her own son, how could she possibly feel so disgusted by him?
She had to be going mad.
At this thought, Li Shu took a deep breath and tried hard to convince herself to be the bigger person, not to criticize him.