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Mo Kai Liang stepped out of the house, looking just like any other day, as if he were simply changing his shoes and clothes to head off to work. Although he was walking towards a path of death, he did so with an unusual calmness.
Tong Le stood by the window, watching helplessly as the police took Mo Kai Liang away. He had managed to buy himself a minute of time, turning back to look up at the building above, as if he were bidding farewell to a dream he once cherished. He remembered arriving in this city of towering skyscrapers and golden opportunities with empty hands, initially just wanting to make a living. But somewhere along the way, he had lost his way.
As she reflected on this, she realized that it all began the moment she first laid eyes on Lan Qingqing; that was when the seeds of trouble had silently taken root.
When the police car drove away, Tong Le let out a sigh of relief. She walked into the bedroom and opened the door to find Lan Qingqing and the child still asleep. Turning around, she went to the kitchen, reheating the food she had prepared for Mo Kai Liang. Just as she set the dishes on the table, Lan Qingqing emerged from the bedroom.
Lan Qingqing looked bewildered; her vision was still blurry upon waking. Rubbing her left eye, she asked in surprise, "You came to my house to cook for me?"
She glanced around the house and asked, "Where's Mo Kai Liang?"
Tong Le set the table and then went back to the kitchen to get some warm milk powder. "Mo Kai Liang has turned himself in; he was taken away by the police."
Lan Qingqing froze for a moment as she processed this information. She wasn't sure why Mo Kai Liang had been taken away—perhaps it was related to violent debt collection or gambling schemes. It could also be linked to Zhang Huizhi's death being investigated. However, she felt no concern because aside from Zhang Huizhi's case, everything else had nothing to do with her. The only thing that connected her to Zhang Huizhi's death was that Mo Kai Liang had promised he would take the blame for her.
She wasn’t afraid but felt a surge of anger. "Did you call the police to take him away? Are you trying to ruin me, Tong Le? Now I have nothing! If Mo Kai Liang is gone too, how will I survive with my child?"
Tong Le calmly handed a bottle to Lan Qingqing. "Living your life depending on others and feeding off their flesh—when will you truly stand on your own? Haven't you learned enough from Ke Wenjie’s example? Do you really think men can be relied upon?"
Lan Qingqing was left speechless by Tong Le's words. Holding up the bottle, Tong Le said, "Are you going to feed him or not? If you won’t, I will."
Tong Le walked past Lan Qingqing and entered the bedroom directly. The child had woken up and was crying.
The live-streaming phone was charging while broadcasting everything happening in the room; thousands of viewers were still tuned in, and the comment section remained lively.
As Tong Le fed the child, who had two heads—though strange—was surprisingly healthy-looking and not as terrifying as she had imagined.
Lan Qingqing leaned against the doorframe at the entrance of the room and asked, "Aren't you scared? When I first fed him, I didn't even know which head to start with; it made me feel sick."
Tong Le replied, "This child just has an extra head; it's still one stomach. You can feed either one; they’ll both be satisfied and stop crying once they’re full."
Lan Qingqing smiled slightly. "You seem to know quite a bit. But let me remind you: don’t say anything inappropriate in front of the camera; viewers are sharp-eared. If you appear in my live stream now, don’t be surprised if you end up trending later."
Thinking about how Mo Kai Liang had been taken away by the police, Lan Qingqing added, "Aren't you leaving yet? Watching you feed my child is just too bizarre."
Tong Le looked up after feeding the child and said, "Do you want to come with me now? I promised you and Mo Kai Liang that I would find a more authoritative doctor and a medical team. The child's issues can be resolved. If you agree, pack your things and come with me. I'll take you to the hospital."
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