"Yixin!" Su Nian called out again, but all she saw was Yixin's back as he opened the door and left.
Yiqiao was still lying in Su Nian's arms, crying incessantly. Her tear-streaked little face looked so pitiful, "Mommy... Wuwu..."
"Be good, Yiqiao. Listen to Mommy, okay? Listen to Mommy, don't think about those things anymore. We will have our own lives, and that man will never enter our lives again. Adam will be your father. He will be a good father." Yiqiao was sunnier than Yixin and rarely got stuck on things. Su Nian started her persuasion with Yiqiao.
The child in her arms cried for a while before nodding, "I will... listen to Mommy."
"Good girl, Jojo, good girl." Su Nian hugged Yiqiao tightly, her eyes burning as tears began to fall again.
