Cheng Ruowei could not see inside the tent.
For her eldest son, besides regretting the little time she had been able to spend with him, she hardly knew him.
But it seemed he had a decent life in the Di Family, except that he had shut himself away, which worried her a bit.
"Sweetheart, I am..."
She had intended to say she was Mommy.
But now, she had yet to let her son know of his true lineage.
Nor did she know why he was living in the Di Family as the young master; she couldn't reveal their connection yet, as being discovered by Di Jinye could put little Heng and Jiajia in danger as well.
"I am your auntie. You ran so fast just now, and I noticed you were feeling a bit unwell; I am very worried about you, can you come out and let auntie take a look at you?"
She coaxed him with a gentle voice, slowly extending her fingers into the tent, waiting for his response.
At this moment, Di Zeran hiding in the tent, had not expected the pretty auntie to actually follow him.