An Ning closed her eyes to feel this small body, this soft, chubby little child, who was actually her son. This feeling was truly incredible.
The excitement of regaining what was lost made An Ning cry non-stop. She desperately wanted to control her emotions but couldn't.
Yu Ziqian was also crying. In fact, he didn't want to cry, but Grandma said he had to pretend to be pitiful, so that Mom wouldn't be angry with Dad and wouldn't divorce him.
So these tears were hard to squeeze out. "Mom, I finally found you. I've been looking for you for so many years. When others claimed to be my mom, I never saw them as my mom."
An Ning was deeply touched. The child's words were genuine.
She gently pushed the little one away and took a tissue to wipe his tears.
The mother and son looked at each other with similar eyes, both red and rabbit-like.
