Toward the end, the little guy was nearly murmuring to himself, and Ning Xia felt her heart being wrenched, filled with sorrow.
So the little guy was upset because his dad didn't like him...
What a jerk of a dad? If you choose to have a child, you should love and cherish them, how could he dislike his own child?
She wanted to cherish her own child, but never had the chance!
Ning Xia suppressed her inner anger and softly said, "What about your mom?"
The little guy shook his head, not saying anything, making it unclear whether he didn't want to mention his mom or if she was no longer by his side.
But given that the little guy kept mentioning 'grandma,' it was more likely he was raised by her.
Seeing him dressed in fine clothes, looking every bit the young master, could it be that he was, like her, an illegitimate child from some wealthy family?
Ning Xia took out a tissue from her bag, drew one, then squatted in front of the little guy and helped wipe his tears.
