Tianxin, give Xiao Cang a call.
now? " ye Tianxin asked in confusion, wiping the tears from her face.
"Yes, now."
Ye Tianxin took out her phone and found li qingcang's phone number. She asked ye Linlang in a daze.
"Mom, what should I say?"
In reality, ye Tianxin wasn't worried that she couldn't find the right words to speak. She was just afraid that she would burst into tears the moment she heard li qingcang's voice.
Tianxin, you're a mother. A mother is strong, and a mother is strong. This isn't just a saying. Fate has given us women so many identities. This is a test of fate for us women. I believe you're a good mother.
Ye Tianxin took a deep breath and picked up li qingcang's call.
"Brother li, are you busy?"
There were three more days until the presidential election. On the same day, he would attend the inauguration ceremony.