"Originally, we hired the best psychiatrist," Gu Shaocheng said, watching with a pout, "Forget it, I'll replace two doctors to check on your mother, but the children can never be held in front of her again. Such mistakes can only be made once; my two precious sons can't withstand her throwing them."
"I know."
This didn't really need Gu Shaocheng's saying; she wouldn't dare let her mother contact her children anymore. Thinking back, she blamed herself; if she hadn't said that it wasn't mom's child, maybe mom wouldn't have done such an indescribable thing. She used to protect Little Sheng Sheng so much, her nose turned sour thinking about it.
Yet at the same time, another matter came to mind.
She reached out, poking his firm chest, "Shaocheng, we had children, will anyone try to take them?"
"What do you mean, take the children?" He was perplexed.
