"She needs her mother too."
Su Ye's tone was indifferent, but it made the two of them pause in their steps.
Gu Sheng remained silent.
The few of them either did not have parents, or their parents did not love them. They did not have a childhood to speak of.
No one knew better than them how much children yearned for family affection.
During their usual interactions, the little girl almost never left her mother and grandfather. One could imagine the other party's position in the bottom of her heart.
Shen Chuchen's red lips curved slightly. Her pair of peach blossom eyes stared at the little child who was jumping and hugging the doll in front of her. After a long while, she muttered to herself in a low voice, "I feel that the few of us fathers are still not good enough..."
At least compared to the other children, they had too little time to spend with her.
