She cannot afford to lose this treasure of hers again.
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After dinner, Meng Xi'er took Meng Zichen to bed. He still had school the next day and needed to get to sleep early.
"Baby, Mommy is leaving now, go to bed early, alright?"
Meng Xi'er slightly bent over, gently stroked Meng Zichen's hair, and kissed his forehead.
Meng Zichen reached out and grabbed Meng Xi'er's finger, his voice soft and faint, "Can't Mommy stay here?"
Meng Xi'er gently stroked the back of his hand and shook her head.
A bit aggrieved, Meng Zichen pressed his face against Meng Xi'er's hand, whispering, "But when Mommy isn't here, I'm living alone in this big house, it's so lonely."
"..." Meng Xi'er felt a slight pang of heartache at his words. She sighed softly in her heart. In fact, when she sent Meng Zichen back to the Lu Family, she was prepared to never see him again in her life.
And now, the fact that they could meet frequently was the best outcome.
