Jin Jumo's eyelids twitched as she stared at Xu Ruyao, who had somehow put Xixi down and was standing in front of her, her delicate face momentarily stiff.
"Xiao Xiao, you've suffered these past few years." Xu Ruyao looked at her with affection, and as she spoke, her grip on Jin Jumo's hand tightened.
Jin Jumo's eyelashes fluttered lightly as she looked at Xu Ruyao, whose face was filled with concern, unsure of what to say.
"You know, Jingyao is just unbelievable. Such a big matter, and he kept it from the family so well that now the kids are four years old before telling us. It really scared me and his father. If it weren't for the kids, I would've considered cutting off the mother-son relationship with him.
Jingyao has really gotten worse, nowhere near as obedient as he was when he was a child. If he had told me earlier that Xixi and Hanhan were his flesh and blood, I wouldn't have done so many foolish things over the years..."
