"What can I say to him, when it was he who told me he wanted his dad and mom to be together? I told him I couldn't say these things—it had to be him who asked you, and he did. If you don't believe me, go and ask him yourself."
Seo Zhenzhen cried pitifully, attempting to invoke Zhou Lin's sympathy with her pathetic appearance.
Unfortunately for her, Zhou Lin's sympathy had been worn away to nothing long ago.
Her demeanor only made him feel more disgusted and suffocated, which, in turn, made him long for Cheng Zhiwei's tenderness even more.
He really had been blind and heartless to believe Seo Zhenzhen and hurt Cheng Zhiwei like that.
While crying, Seo Zhenzhen stole glances at Zhou Lin's expression, but his dark and indifferent face startled her, and she pouted in aggrievement.
"Ah Lin, Qiqi is also my son—I love him no less than anyone else. I know I went too far today, but all I wanted was to give him a little brother or sister, someone to keep him company."
