"Ye Chen..." Xiao Chuan's words were cut short, his throat constricted with a painful lump. A burning sensation welled up within him.Wang Shuxiang also covered her face and wept, “Our daughter’s life...y." Song Qiao Ying didn't even finish her dinner because her precious daughter invited a friend over to play at their house for the first time in half a year since she returned home. This friend must...