She had given that woman's child a life of luxury and brought him up meticulously, but what about Mo Xicheng?
She recalled the little Mo Xicheng, how he had crouched on the floor shivering.
She recalled that countless evenings coming home from work, she would spot the little child carrying a basin to do his laundry. When he heard the sound of the car engine, he would run to that fence between the two courtyards and through it, he would stare intently at her.
She would obviously see him, but she would pretend not to.
Even during that one time…
He saw her bring a toy sports car back for Mo Zhi. Mo Xicheng stood at the fence, staring at the toy sports car with his clear and dark eyes.
That was when she realized that Mo Xicheng didn't have many toys.
But she had chosen to ignore this.
Later, Mo Zhi lost his toy sports car.
He claimed that Mo Xicheng had stolen it.
