Luo Xinyan was crying with her voice choked by tears, looking pitiful. Besides comforting her, Ji Weitian couldn't really say much.
But for some inexplicable reason, when she heard her say she couldn't forget Qin Nanyu, Ji Weitian felt a vague heaviness in her chest.
Luo Xinyan suddenly grabbed her hand tightly, as if clutching at her last lifeline.
"Weitian, I came back this time because I missed my son terribly. When I left, he was just a baby in swaddling clothes. I want to see him, but the security at Qin Family Villa is too strict, I can't get in… We are best friends, we've depended on each other to get by. Can you help me, please? You're the only one who can!"
"..."
The sudden request made Ji Weitian's heart lurch.
From the moment she learned that Ruirui was Qin Nanyu's son, Ji Weitian had guessed the relationship between Ruirui and Luo Xinyan.
She attributed her inexplicable closeness to Ruirui to her connection with Luo Xinyan.
