"No matter what happened in the past, all I know is that Meng Qing is still alive and well. What kind of monumental event could make you abandon your own child for so many years without a care, without inquiry? You even compare Mu Chen to an orphan. Ha! It seems to me that you've never truly regarded Mu Chen as your son at all... more like a burden!" Bai Nuanxi's tone turned sharper. She had hinted and implied for long enough, yet Meng Qing still wore that clueless expression, as if oblivious to everything. Was she merely pretending, or did she truly lack any remorse? Had she convinced herself that her actions were entirely justified?
Closing her eyes briefly, Bai Nuanxi spoke, "Forget it. You never saw Mu Chen as your son anyway, and Mu Chen has probably grown used to it by now. If you suddenly showered him with affection, he might even find it uncomfortable."
