Tang Hebe was feeling really distressed for her son who refused to leave her side. Even when he woke up in the morning, he continued to cling to her and buried his face in her neck refusing to let go. It took a lot of coaxing to make him let go and go home with nanny Mi for a while.
But in the afternoon, he was back and ran to Tang Hebe once again.
"Aiyo, my baby is getting clingier," Tang Hebe kissed his cheek lovingly.
Little Justin looked into her eyes and used his small hand to touch the bandage on her hand as he asked, "Hurt?"
Tang Hebe gave him a sweet smile, "No, baby, it doesn't hurt at all."
He didn't look like he believed her very much but he didn't say anything. He pouted his small lips and continued to look into her eyes making her confused.
"What's wrong?" she asked him.
"Mom," he called out in a whisper. "You remember me?"
