Mrs. Huo's heart was in a mess. She subconsciously defended herself, "No, no, I love you, Little Feng. You have to believe that Mom loves you. Although in the beginning, when Mom gave birth to you, I only wanted your father to return to our family, I was the one who gave birth to you. After so many years of getting along, how could I not love you? You can't be so cruel to me, Little Feng. I'm your mother…"
Looking at Huo Feng, who was still sitting there without any expression on his face, Mrs. Huo gradually became a little incoherent. The panic in her heart grew stronger and her voice gradually became softer.
