Now she often neglected her child's feelings and felt truly incompetent as a mother.
"Okay, mommy promises you."
Xiaocong smiled in relief at her words.
Rong Shaoze, who had been watching TV on the sofa, hadn't glanced at her since she entered the room.
She sat down with Xiaocong, intending to talk to him, when he suddenly got up and hurried upstairs, completely disregarding her the entire time.
Lin Xinlan's mouth opened slightly as she stared at his indifferent back, the words she wanted to say stuck in her throat, making her feel uncomfortable.
The little guy's eyes twinkled, and he chuckled, "Mommy, daddy has been waiting with Xiaocong for you, for a long time."
A flicker of surprise passed through Lin Xinlan's eyes.
If that was the case, why was he showing such cold indifference?
"Daddy is angry, how could mommy leave without saying a word? Don't you want Xiaocong and daddy anymore?"