Ming's mouth was pouting louder and louder, his hands were waving more and more vigorously, and he was humming in dissatisfaction.
Why doesn't mom hug him?
He really wants to be hugged by his mother!
Seeing the expression on her lovely son's face, Su Wanqing's heart was filled with sadness, and her eyes were covered with a faint layer of dusk. She turned her head and looked at Luo Xichen with a pair of questioning eyes.
"Are my hands and arms useless?" Her voice was trembling.
Luo Xichen looked at her quietly without speaking. A trace of unbearability flashed in his heart.
His silence became the source of fear in her heart. Su Wanqing's mood suddenly became excited.
"Xichen, talk! What did the doctor say? Are my hands and arms really disabled?"
Luo Xichen's thin lips moved slightly, but before she could speak, Ming's little face on the crib wrinkled, his mouth curled up, and he began to cry loudly.
Why is mom angry? Does she not want to hug him? Does she hate him?
Su Wanqing was frightened by her child's cry, and her out-of-control emotions gradually came back. She had frightened the child.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Ming." She looked remorseful, leaned down, pressed a kiss on each side of her son's little face that was wrinkled from crying, and comforted her softly, "It's mom's fault, it's all mom's fault."
Wrong. Minghao, don’t cry~"
While Su Wanqing coaxed the child, she gently patted his little body and kissed his little face from time to time. After a while, Ming's crying finally faded away.
The son seemed to be tired of crying, and looked at her pitifully, twitching, and his eyelids began to fight again. After a while, he screwed up his face again and fell asleep.
She...can't hold him anymore.
After realizing this, the loving smile in Su Wanqing's eyes gradually turned into sadness and helplessness.
For a mother, this is a huge blow.
After Su Wanqing fell asleep, her son looked at him for a while before standing up.
When her eyes met with Xichen's, she winced hard. If it weren't for the beast cage, she wouldn't have...
Their eyes met tightly for a moment, and then she quickly moved away, no longer looking at him.
Being hurt by the person you love the most is the most heart-wrenching thing. But everything was her own fault, and she couldn't blame anyone at all.
He walked out of the baby room softly, and the two of them sat facing each other on the sofa in the living room.
"When can I see him next time?" Su Wanqing looked a little dazed and her voice was weak.
Luo Xichen raised the tea cup, took a sip gently, and said in a cold voice: "When I am happy."
He should have been happy to see her sad.
He walked out of hell, took back everything, and took revenge without resorting to any means, just so that the seven hundred and forty-six undead souls could rest in peace?
Su Wanqing paused, raised her dull eyes, and asked, "Then, how can I make you happy?"
Luo Xichen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you the best at pleasing men? From Luo Mingxuan, to Ning Junyu, to Hoshino Huang, to Tuo, and the past me, aren't you able to do it with ease?
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Su Wanqing's originally pale face turned almost transparent at this moment.
This man really knows how to break her. Once he becomes ruthless, he won't leave any room for it.
Is he insinuating that she is a philanderer, or is he insinuating that she is unfaithful?