Leng Zimo glanced at him sideways, "Am I your biological child?!"
"Nonsense!"
Leng Lin instinctively retorted, but halfway through, he looked at Leng Zimo in astonishment.
This stubborn brat of his family hadn't lost his temper?!
"Stop it, both of you. One is pregnant, the other is a patient, I can't handle you two!" Leng Zimo sighed, "How is that woman?"
Leng Lin's voice was calm, without much sympathy, "The child is gone, she was shot in the wrist, and she's still not out of the critical period... Actually, living now is more painful for her than dying, so you don't need to pay attention to her anymore."
"What about Luo Ke?!" Leng Zimo asked again.
"We're still looking for him, no clues yet."
"Have you been to the Southern Suburbs Mansion?"
