Yan Ruoting cleaned the filth off her body, and with her clothes completely drenched, she was planning to leave. Considering that Mingyu was currently suffering from a stomachache, she knew that if she walked away like this, the little guy would definitely be disappointed in her. If she stayed, on the other hand, she had no clothes to wear, and she was even more afraid that Fan Shaoming would return and glower at her with his chilling gaze.
After several minutes of thought, Yan Ruoting still decided to stay.
Even if it meant enduring Fan Shaoming's icy stares until death, she couldn't leave at this moment.
Besides, the person who had caused her son's stomachache was her, and she did feel some tenderness for her son. No matter how much she exploited her child, he was still the son she had carried. During her pregnancy, there was a time when she genuinely loved the flesh inside her, and it was only after she had lost hope of finding the child's father that she severed her affection.
