I’m Sorry

"Mom, come here for a moment." At this moment, Xian Zihao spoke at the door.

Zhan An frowned as she looked doubtfully at Jiang Ruolan, who was about to say something but suddenly stopped. She then looked at her son, got up, and walked towards him. "Zihao?"

Xian Zihao had one hand in his pants pocket. Since he didn't go to the company, he just wore casual and comfortable clothes at home. He glanced at Jiang Ruolan for a moment before walking towards the living room. His face was full of pressure.

After the bedroom door closed, Jiang Ruolan didn't know how Xian Zihao would explain it to Zhan An. But no matter how much he explained, she didn't have the energy to think about it.

If the Xian Family had considered Zhou Qingling's feelings at the time, then would she (Jiang Ruolan) had been more lenient towards the future and not forced herself to a dead end?

They had been cruel, but why couldn't she be cruel?