"Aren't you mad at me?" woken by a little shaking, Su Nian opened her eyes to see Zheng Yize staring at her intensely.
Of course, she knew what he was referring to. She didn't really dislike this child, and what happened before was merely a misunderstanding. Besides, Lian Qing was not dead at all. Su Nian ruffled her lips and squatted down, wiping his young face with her hand. "Why should I be mad at you? You carry my blood in your veins, it wouldn't be out of place if you called me mommy."
"Would you allow me to call you 'mommy'?" Zheng Yize's eyes widened, glinting with delight and quickly followed by remorse.
