Youyou could sense that his mother was especially emotional and worriedly asked, "Mommy, what's the matter?"
"It's nothing! Don't worry, Youyou. Mommy will protect you. No one can take you away from me!"
He was momentarily stunned and looked intrigued, but he quickly recovered himself and gave her a reassuring smile.
"What do you mean, mommy? Of course, Youyou will always be your precious!"
She was so touched and satisfied.
She gave her son's little cheeks two eager pecks and said, "Precious, mommy loves you to bits!"
"Stupid mommy, come in quickly!" As a cold breeze blew from the window, he saw her nose turning red. He gave her an oblique look as he prepared her slippers for her.
She entered the apartment and threw her backpack on the sofa. She caught sight of the magazine on the coffee table featuring Mu Yazhe's cold handsome face on its cover and her face turned pale.
"Youyou, what is that on the table?"
