Chapter 352: President Wen's Tenderness and Indulgence

Mu Wanqing frowned deeply, paused to hold back the tide of red in her eyes, and took out the note.

"Xiao Qing, I'm sorry. When Mom left all those years ago, she took your favorite toy with her. Mom thought, seeing this toy little dog was like seeing you, like you were still by Mom's side. Now that Mom has found you, she no longer needs the little dog's company, so she's returning it to you."

Her hand clutching the note trembled uncontrollably, tears fell unexpectedly, and Mu Wanqing, with the note paper tangled in her grip, suddenly burst into uncontrollable sobs.

Why must it be like this?

Why can't they just leave her alone?

Is recognizing each other really that important?

Using her childhood attachment to hurt her.

The hatred swelling in Mu Wanqing's heart was originally accumulating, but because of the few words on that piece of paper, the hatred quickly died out, replaced by a flood of sour painful emotions.

Maybe... she really had her difficulties.