Fatherly love is as profound as a mountain, often unnoticed.
While motherly love is delicate like water, almost penetrating into the blood and marrow of their children.
Even after many years apart, children still remain closest to their mothers.
Just like Wang Chen at this moment, despite not having experienced a mother's doting love for twenty years, the moment the topic of his mother came up, he was eager to learn everything about her.
Perhaps, this is what people often refer to as the innate bond between mother and child, or the reason why children are considered a piece of their mother's flesh.
Wang Qing seemed to sense Wang Chen's thoughts, so when he looked at her with an inquiring gaze, she didn't hesitate and directly told him the truth:
"After the divorce, our mom often shuttles between two places: either the small shop they started their business with or the Bodhi Temple in Dongshan."
Wang Chen raised an eyebrow, "So she lives alone now?"
