Breakthrough

The boy-girl twins fell asleep leaning on their mother's shoulders. Mu Yangling placed them on the bed before turning around to look at Qi Wensu.

She took his little hand and led him out of the inner room, then asked, "Are you not going to play with Little An and the others anymore?"

Tears streamed down Qi Wensu's face. After a while, he couldn't help but sob. Mu Yangling sighed. After all, he was only an eight-year-old child. Mu Yangling couldn't bear to see him like this. She pulled him to sit beside her and waited until he was almost done crying before wiping his tears for him.