Zhu Guizhi's tears streamed down in an instant.
Looking at her son Dashun, Dashun also looked up at her with longing eyes.
Apart from those who are completely heartless, which mother in the world doesn't love her own child?
That love is deep in their bones.
Zhu Guizhi took her son's hand, "Dashun, Mom made things difficult for you today, and Mom will never do that again. Will you stop being mad at Mom, okay?"
So it's said, a mother and son are just that—a mother and son. Dashun's tears turned to laughter, and he happily followed Zhu Guizhi home for dinner, even turning around to wave goodbye to Qiao Qingyu as they walked.
Qiao Qingyu shook her head, never expecting this matter to end this way, but she had to say she was very pleased that Zhu Guizhi could genuinely regret and change.
