If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Wanwan really had nowhere to escape, perhaps Ning Chenguang wouldn't have made this call.
In his heart, his mother was someone he could trust, which is why he secretly told her about this matter.
"According to what Mom said, if you tell her family, it would actually help her. If you keep it a secret, it might harm Wanwan. Do you trust mom?" An Hao asked.
"Of course, I trust mom!"
"Then you have to do exactly as I say, okay?" An Hao instructed her son.
"Okay. I'll listen to mom." Ning Chenguang nodded.
"Good." Hearing her son agree, An Hao's heart felt relieved.
It turned out to be for another child, which is why Chenguang was acting unusually.
"Mom... I don't have anything else. You and dad take care of yourselves. By the way, I've been feeling much better recently, so you don't need to worry about me."
Hearing her child being so considerate, An Hao felt warmth in her heart: "When you recover, Dad and I will come to pick you up."
