Mo Qiansu's eyes suddenly reddened and grew hot.
Her son's words always had a way of unwittingly hitting her right in the tear ducts.
...
Her mother's health was never great to begin with, suffering from asthma. After being rescued from that fire, she lost the ability to walk; for four years she had been bound to a wheelchair. She required someone to massage her body daily to prevent her muscles from cramping to the point of being life-threatening…...
Just purchasing medicine for her mother and hiring a caretaker for the month was a tough expense for Mo Qiansu to bear.
Gu Xuanye bursting back into her life caused her barely stable existence to become troubled and chaotic again…...
Mo Qiansu suppressed the dull pain in her chest.
She lifted Little Demon King into her arms, forcing a cheerful smile, not wanting to burden him with her stress too soon, "Xiaoyu, all you need to worry about is being happy and going to school, Mommy will handle everything else!"
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Melbourne.
