"Wife, she doesn't matter," Li Jingchen said in a deep voice. "If you don't want to face it, we'll never face it. Just think she's really dead. Such a person is not worthy to be your mother. We don't need her in our life. We forget her and forget her completely."

"but she is the mother who gave birth to me and raised me. How can she forget?" Butong shook his head gently. "I calmed down and thought about it. What would have happened to her to leave me? What if she is the same as Wu Yajuan, and really has a must? I still want to find out what...