Upon hearing the news Cheng Yaozu brought, Cheng Su felt a bit dazed. After seeing him off, she sat on the sofa lost in thought.

An assassin, it’s actually an assassin.

No matter the relationship between this person and her, it’s not good news.

If he is her father, yet holds such an identity, what should she do? If not, then he must be related to her somehow?

Or perhaps, he killed her parents and family?

Thinking of this possibility, Cheng Su’s heart trembled suddenly, sharp pain hit her as if from nowhere, causing her organs to spasm, and her back to curve down.

"Mom..."

A vague child’s cry brought Cheng Su slightly back to reality. Did she just hear something?

Mom?

Cheng Su looked at Qi Xiaoqi sitting beside her, only to see him staring at her intently. Was it him calling just now?

"Xiao Qi, you, you can call people now?" Cheng Su could hardly believe it, picked him up, placed him on her thigh, and said: "Call again, let me hear, mommy."

Qi Xiaoqi didn’t call, Cheng Su coaxed for a while, then he baaed.

"Oh, my son can talk now!" Cheng Su was delighted, hugged and kissed him repeatedly, praised him a bit, then teased him to call dad.

Qi Xiaoqi was being kissed forcibly, his chubby cheeks squashed together.

Cheng Su smiled pleasantly, but when her gaze fell onto the information photos on the coffee table, her smile disappeared and her lips pursed.

Qi Xiaoqi was also looking.

"Xiao Qi, if he really is my father, what should I do? If not, what if he killed my family then..." Cheng Su murmured, her brow furrowing.

Qi Xiaoqi felt inexplicably puzzled, what is this woman talking about?

The door sounded, Mother Cheng and the in-laws returned from the market.

Cheng Su quickly put away the information, happily telling them Qi Xiaoqi had started talking and just called her.

Everyone was overjoyed, gathered around, teasing him to call grandpa, grandma, but unfortunately, no one heard him call.

The son was in someone’s care, Cheng Su then took the information into the room, sat on the bed, looked at it again, then lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling lost in thought.

Such news was too much of a shock for her.

She closed her eyes.

Suddenly, there was gunfire, pleas for mercy, various sounds converged into a chaotic Chapter.

The sharp sound of a child’s crying makes one shiver from the heart.

The small baby cried heartbreakingly, looking at the person approaching until the person showed her a smile and picked her up, her cries gradually ceased.

However, she saw this person’s face covered in blood, red all over, like a monstrous beast roaring with a bloody maw, smiling at her.

The infant fainted, upon opening her eyes again, a white ceiling, blue sky, around quiet as if only she was there.

She saw the person’s figure getting further and further away, couldn’t help but cry out loud...

"Cheng Su, wake up."

A slight pain on her face, Cheng Su opened her eyes to see Mother Cheng looking worried, couldn’t help but sit up and ask: "Mom, what’s wrong?"

"I should be asking you what’s wrong, what are you crying about?" Mother Cheng pointed at her face: "Had a nightmare?"

She cried, Cheng Su touched her face, found it wet.

A nightmare? Her mind was somewhat hazy, recalling just now the fragments of the dream, incomplete, intermittent.

Why would she have such a dream? Was it all something she experienced, or someone else’s?

She would rather it be someone else’s dream, not hers, that’s too tragic!