Who had harmed his mommy?
Chu Ziyang furrowed his cute little brows tightly, staring directly at Yin Moran without speaking.
He wanted to say it was Grandpa!
But he didn't know what role his father had played four years ago.
Why had he and Grandpa hurt mommy together?
The little guy's silence meant he was pondering the question he had posed.
Yin Moran curved his lips slightly and grabbed his shoulder, continuing to beguile him, "Zirui, your mommy likes me, and she is happy when she is with me. Don't you want your mommy to be happy?"
The mother and son shared a deep bond; the little guy should care about Lin Qian's thoughts.
"No, I didn't think that."
Chu Ziyang retorted, "Mommy gets scolded and mobbed when she's with you; she won't be happy."
"You are not your mommy; how would you know she cares about these things?"
Yin Moran hooked his lips, "Moreover, I can assure you that such things won't happen again."