By the afternoon, Sunny was still missing, and Long Linger was nearly driven mad with worry. Her son was her lifeline; without him, she felt she couldn't go on. She had no idea who had taken Sunny, nor did she know what situation her son was in.
"Alright, don't stay here anymore. Go home first, and I'll notify you as soon as I have news," Huang stepped forward and pulled Long Linger away.
Long Linger angrily shoved him away. "It's all your fault; you put no thought into taking our son out, always busy with your phone calls. If your work is that important, you shouldn't have gotten married or had a child."
Huang was also angry, "Clearly, this is your fault. While I was on the phone, you should have been watching him more closely. Why did you have to join in the commotion?"
"You keep blaming me? If you hadn't made such a big deal of driving Yin He out of the country, would I be arguing with you? Huang, you're too much, do you realize?"
