Hot tears welled up in her eyes. Cheng Zinuo's heart felt as if it was being slashed by a knife. Inch by inch, her heart ached.
Since Du Jinnian never trusted her, what else could she say to him?
She forced herself not to cry. It wasn't worth crying for this man in front of her.
She looked up, her eyes were cold, but there was a devilish smile on her face. She was calm and resolute, "Director Du, Xiaojun should be hungry now. I need to prepare dinner for Xiaojun."
Xiaojun immediately pulled on Cheng Zinuo's sleeve lightly and blinked his big clear eyes, "Mom, I want to eat red-braised pork ribs."
Cheng Zinuo shook off Du Jinnian's hand and picked up Xiaojun again. With a gentle tone, she said to Xiaojun, "Okay, mom will cook the red-braised pork ribs for you. You will show mom the way and tell mom where the kitchen is."
Xiaojun nodded obediently, raised his hand and pointed ahead, "Mom, let's go over there."