"Aunt Tang..." Lian Qingyang looked confusedly at Zhang Hualian rushing over, afraid she might fall, he quickly reached out to support her.
But, how come he couldn't understand what Zhang Hualian was saying?
"Xiao Yang, I'm not your Aunt Tang, I'm your... mom, your biological mother." Zhang Hualian lifted her tear-filled eyes, believing her previously calm heart would remain steady, but upon seeing Lian Qingyang again, emotions surged. The tears she thought had dried now flowed like a flood, uncontainable.
"My mom?"
Lian Qingyang was instantly petrified. Although he dreamt of being siblings with Xiao Yue and dreamt of having a mother as gentle and kind as Zhang Hualian, dreams were dreams. He was still clear-minded, not to mention his birthday was half a year younger than Tang Yue's.
"Yes, I'm your biological mom." Zhang Hualian said excitedly, eager to reveal the truth, but her excitement left her speechless.
