But she really couldn't help but want to laugh, it was just too funny…
"Ansel, how are you so adorable?" Jian Yufei pulled him into her arms, holding him close and kept on laughing heartily.
Ansel hugged her neck naturally, giggling, "Mommy, you're laughing now. That means you aren't mad anymore, right?"
Jian Yufei stopped laughing, "Mommy wasn't mad."
"I know, you were mad at Daddy. But Mommy, I have avenged you already, Daddy doesn't care about her, so don't be mad at him anymore. I think it must be that woman who took a fancy to Daddy and insisted on getting close to him."
Jian Yufei looked at Ansel's clear, pure eyes that were yet bright with intelligence, feeling somewhat ashamed.
Even at such a young age, Ansel could see the truth, but she had let a mere photo upset her and had allowed it to unsettle her mind. She had been such a fool.
No wonder they say that people in love have a negative IQ, not even equal to a three-year-old child.
