The familiar voice reached his ears, Meng Shuyan lifted his head, and tears uncontrollably streamed down.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong." He said with a sob. If he had to choose between Dad and Mom, he would undoubtedly pick Mom. But he still wished for a complete family.
"You weren't wrong." Tian Sangsang gently touched his little face, feeling guilty, and said, "It was Mom who shouldn't have lashed out at you."
Earlier, she had thought it over seriously. In her previous life, though she had suffered many changes later, her childhood at least had both parents. She had a warm family. But she wasn't Meng Shuyan. She needed to try standing in his shoes and understanding the sensitive mindset of a child growing up in a single-parent family.
"Then... do you still like me?" Meng Shuyan reverted back to his cautious demeanor from years ago.
"Like, of course I like you." Tian Sangsang gave him a kiss on his cheek, picked him up, and asked, "Are you still mad at Mom?"
