Chongchong took a deep breath and continued to ask, "Who is it?"
"Lily." Chenchen coldly spat out those two words.
"It's her!" Chongchong remembered, her brows instantly furrowed tightly. She raised her eyes to look at Chenchen, "So what are you going to do?"
"Death penalty." As Chenchen spoke, there wasn't a trace of warmth in his eyes, "But just a single shot is too easy for her. Before that, I will let her experience what is worse than death!"
"Deserved." Coldness also appeared in Chongchong's gaze.
If it weren't for her strong fate, it would have been a tragedy of both mother and child dying together!
This hatred, even if she were chopped into pieces, wouldn't ease the anger!
Chenchen rubbed her hair, "Leave everything to me. You don't need to think about anything now, just focus on your postpartum recovery."
Chongchong nodded, then asked, "When can the baby come out of the incubator?"
She really, really wanted to hold her.
