It was not because Jia Qiulian did not want to say it, but... it was really hard to say it.
If it was just a small thing, she could tell everyone.
But this thing...
It was too difficult for her to say.
Seeing that Jia Qiulian only lowered her head and looked at the ground with a very sad expression, Liang Zixuan reached out her hands to Han Yingzhe. "Yingzhe, come here to mommy. Mommy will carry you."
Han Yingzhe immediately stretched out his little hands and threw his body into Liang Zixuan's arms.
As Han Yingzhe grew heavier, Liang Zixuan could not possibly carry him forever. When they reached the swing, Liang Zixuan said, "Qiulian, let's sit here and bask in the sun."
"En, okay!" Jia Qiulian was quite meticulous with Liang Zixuan. She waited until Liang Zixuan sat down before sitting next to her.
Her foot hit the ground and the swing swung up and down.
