Because he was already past the age where he longed for his mother's love, Chen Feng no longer felt sad when talking about the past and could deal with it calmly.
Qiao Zijin rebuked him. "It wasn't that I didn't want to visit you, but your grandparents didn't allow me to."
"Yes, Grandma and Grandpa didn't let you visit me, so you didn't even try to look for me."
If his mom was sincere, would his grandparents' attitudes have mattered?
Besides, he had not been a three-year-old toddler at that time. As long as his mother had tried to visit him, he would have gotten in contact with her behind his grandparents' backs.
Unfortunately, his mother had never even tried to contact him once, much less visit him.
If not for his father running into his own trouble and his grandparents needing to hand him over to his mom so that he could leave that environment, he probably wouldn't have met his mother, Qiao Zijin, up until now.
