"Xiaobao, Xiaobao are you alright? Xiaobao?"
She held him in her arms and saw that the child—who had just bravely assisted her—was now scared to the point of not being able to utter a single word. Her heart was instantly filled with both pain and anger, embracing him as the tears began to roll down uncontrollably.
She was not strong, nor invincible. She was just a woman, and a mother to a child. Faced with such a situation, with no one to bear it for her, what could she do besides hold her child and helplessly weep?
Bai Tingfang still stared at her coldly, seeing that the woman had lost her earlier defiance after such a fright, she was satisfied…
"You're right; I indeed have no right to interfere in my son's life, but as his mother, I have the qualification to help him live a better life. You, as a widow with a child, do you think you're worthy of him? Do you think that marrying him will bring honor to his face?"
"…"
She was actually, bringing this up to her!