<h4>Chapter 921: If I Could Find Her, I Would Give Everything</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    He had even given her an opportunity at a new life, to talk to the government overseas if Qiu Jin was welling to tell the truth.


    But—it was useless.


    Huo Yunting frowned, as Lu Zhaoyang despaired, but yet, they did not want to give up on this opportunity.


    “Bring me to her!”


    “Alright.”


    Ten minutester, they came to Qiu Jin’s room. She had been shot twice and was in a critical state.


    But the moment she recovers, she’ll be extradited and deported back to America and the best oue would be life in prison.


    For such a harsh punishment, most would have despaired but not Qiu Jin.


    She had lost her will to live with Xiang Jinxi, her meaning in life, dead.


    “Qiu Jin!”


    Both of them got into the room, as they saw Qiu Jin sat by the headboard, her face expressionless, like an inert puppet.


    “Where did Xiang Jinxi took my daughter to?”


    Huo Yunting went straight to the point. His eyes were chilly and the hatred within his eyes boiling. “You better be honest with me or I’ll make your life hell!”


    Qiu Jin did not seem to have heard him as she just sat there still.


    If not for the asional blinking, people would have thought she was dead.


    “Qiu Jin!”


    Huo Yunting’s gaze sharpened and was just about to speak.


    “Keep quiet!”


    Lu Zhaoyang interrupted him as she walked to the bed and looked down at Qiu Jin on the bed.


    She bit her lips and suddenly went down on her knees.


    “Qiu Jin, I’m begging you!”


    “Lu Zhaoyang!”


    “Yangyang!”


    Both Huo Chen and Huo Yunting were astonished as they quickly stepped forward to help her but she pushed them away.


    She simply just knelt there as her eyes were glued onto Qiu Jin’s pale face as her voice pleading.


    “I don’t know if you can understand what I’m feeling. I’ve carried Ranran for ten months before giving birth to her.”


    Her voice was mournful as she choked.


    “She was not as healthy as the other kids since birth and she could only be inside an incubator. I had never even hugged her properly before. As a mother, I cannot, can never withstand the pain of losing a child. I dare not imagine her in the hands of wretches, what sort of suffering she’ll undergo, I don’t know how I even endure all of this every minute, every second of the day.”


    “So please, tell me, where my daughter is, if I could find her, I would give everything, please!”


    As he heard that, Huo Yunting closed his ears as he felt his heart being ripped to shreds. His little princess had to endure so much hardship since birth and it was all the fault of this useless father.


    Huo Chen could not help but to look aside.


    Just at that moment, Qiu Jin slowly turned over and saw Lu Zhaoyang kneeling by the bedside and her pleading eyes.


    And suddenly a sh flickered in her dead eyes.


    No one spoke for a long while and until the point Lu Zhaoyang too felt that she would not reply her, suddenly...


    “The child, is with Mo Shan.”


    “Mo Shan?!” The three said in unison.


    Qiu Jin was unusually calm, her voice emotionless as she told them how she found Mo Shan that time before nning with Xiang Jinxi on how to get Mo Shan’s spirit, Huo Ran, away.


    “I only know this much. Where Mo Shan had taken the child to, I do not know.”


    “...”


    Lu Zhaoyang’s legs gave away as she fell sitting on the ground with her eyes dimmed.