"I... I am so cold... I can't take the cold anymore! Where are you, come pick me up quickly! I can't stand up anymore... if I don't find somewhere to rest and warm up, I will surely freeze to death!" Mo Xuehong's teeth chattered from the cold, her voice trembling with each word. A simple sentence exhausted every bit of strength she had left.
Hearing this, Qin Muyao hurriedly assured her, "Mom, this is a critical moment, you cannot give up! If I go to find you, then our relationship will be exposed! Hang in there a little longer, don't leave, or everything you did this morning will have been for nothing! Even someone with a hard heart will soften seeing their mother freezing outside! Mom, for me, you must hold on, your daughter's life is entirely in your hands!"
She had calculated the timing, knowing her mother must have reached her limit by now. If she didn't call soon, her mother would certainly give up and leave!
