Song Mengjie cried for a while, then shivered and touched the cell phone on the table to call Haizhuoxuan. There was an endless busy voice on the phone, which made her already injured heart thrown to the edge of darkness again.

She cried and dialed again. After a long busy tone, Hai Zhuohuan finally picked up, but her voice was very low, and there was a lot of noise around her. "What's wrong?"

Song Mengjie was stunned by his indifference and could only continue to cry, "Our children are gone."

There was a moment of stunned silence on the other end of the phone, which spread between the two. Hai...