That Year

"Oh... Mom, you don't like me because I'm too young?"

Ahem.

Jiang Tingxu coughed when she heard her son's words.

"Of course not. I will always love you!"

As expected, the little boy was happy.

"Yes, yes. Mom loves Ningning the most. Ningning also loves mom the most."

As for dad, he was totally forgotten.

His son obviously ignored him.

Mo Boyuan hated to see his woman be hugged by another male, even though the male was just a three-year-old child and his own child!

But now, it seemed that he could only endure it.

After all, there was still the online rumor waiting to be dealt with.

The car drove steadily back to the old mansion. When the family of three got out of the car and entered the house, they saw three elderlies sitting anxiously in the living room. Obviously, they had also seen the news on the internet.

"You're back," Mo Boyuan's grandfather said.