The woman couldn't move anything except her head, and the fear in her eyes grew even stronger. "What have you done to me? Let go of me!"
"What is your relationship with her? Mother and daughter?" Gu Zhiqi said, slightly lowering her gaze to look at the little girl lying on the bed.
The woman was stunned for a moment after hearing this, a trace of grief flashing through her eyes, but soon they were filled with vigilance. "What does our relationship have to do with you?"
"Let me go!"
Gu Zhiqi saw the woman's reaction and knew she had guessed correctly.
"Do you love your daughter?" Gu Zhiqi looked at the woman and asked this question.
The woman heard Gu Zhiqi's question, a flash of confusion fleeting in her eyes, but she still answered her question. "I carried her for ten months. How could I not love her?"
Gu Zhiqi listened, with little change in her expression. "But as I see it, you don't love her."
The woman was taken aback, her eyes growing frantic. "What do you know?"
