When Fang Zicheng saw Qiao Jiusheng's reaction, he realized that he might have done something wrong. He retracted the ball of light. He sat down beside Qiao Jiusheng. The three-year-old him sat beside Qiao Jiusheng and looked especially petite. He was like a small meatball.
Fang Zicheng said, "I'm sorry, Mom. Dad didn't allow me to tell you, but I think I should let you know." Fang Zicheng looked up at the side of Qiao Jiusheng's face. Seeing that his mother seemed a little sad, Fang Zicheng pursed his lips and looked guilty.
Fang Zicheng asked Qiao Jiusheng softly, "Mom, did I do something wrong?"
Qiao Jiusheng lowered her head and looked at Fang Zicheng.
She was still shocked. After hearing Fang Zicheng's question, Qiao Jiusheng barely suppressed her shock. Qiao Jiusheng touched Fang Zicheng's head and said, "You did the right thing. You should tell me. If you don't tell me, I…" I will never know how much that man loves me.
And how lucky I am.