Bai Tingfang's lips finally trembled a few times, and her last bit of persistence crumbled.
With utmost care, she grasped the tiny hem of her son's clothing and began to plead, "Xiaobao, Mommy really knows she was wrong. Can you...forgive Mommy, please? Mommy won't do it again, I promise. From now on, Mommy will treat that woman as if she were my own daughter, and the child as well. I will be very good to him, just like I was with you when you were little."
At the height of her emotional plea, she even started to cry!
This was the first time she had cried in front of her son...
But, what use was it? She should not have said that she would treat the other woman like her own daughter. As soon as she did, the face of the son standing before her grew even colder with sarcasm. "Want to treat her well? Fine, go find her and bring her back. Then you can treat her well, can't you?"
"What do you mean?"