At this moment, Hua Shiyu mingled within the crowd.
She had changed into a cake shop uniform, standing beside the cake, a light yellow cake hat covering her small face.
If not looked at carefully, no one could recognize her.
Her gaze was fixed straight ahead.
In the distance, Tianxin was crying for her mom.
This scene made her heart feel as if it was being cut by a knife.
If it weren't for the many bodyguards outside, she would've rushed out with her child.
She tightly gripped her small hands, her blood boiling and burning throughout her body...
She even glanced at the fruit knife on the fruit platter, wanting to stab Gong Ye to death with it.
This thought flashed in her mind for a long time.
Finally, Tianxin stopped crying.
Gong Ye promised her something unknown, holding her and walking into the elevator.
Hua Shiyu wasn't idle either, her eyes continuously on the numbers above the elevator.
The elevator stopped at the 38th floor...
