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Tang Zhinian was sitting on the side, also without urging her, She was supposed to cry, Actually, not just her, even he himself was about to cry; his fine wife, his fine son, it was a close call to losing them all.
Shouldn't he cry, too?
It wasn't until Ren Li finished crying that the suffocation in her chest eased somewhat.
She forcefully wiped her face, her previously distracted gaze now gathered into an excessive coldness.
"I want to know, what exactly does Ren Ying want to do to my son?"
There were some things she must know, and there were still things she did not know; she would not be an ignorant woman, nor an ignorant mother.
In fact, Tang Zhinian didn't want Ren Li to know. Between his son on one side and his mother on the other, he was well aware of how difficult it was for her in the middle.
If possible, let it be, it's better not to know, For those who are unaware, there's still some hope left. But if they knew, she would be the first to struggle.
