If her child hadn't died, he would've already started calling her "Mom."
She held Kangkang tightly in her arms, a tear falling on the little guy's face.
Probably feeling uncomfortable from her grip, Kangkang furrowed his brow and struggled, making a few grunts.
An Ruo hurriedly let go of him, wiping the tears from the corner of her eye, "Kangkang, are you hungry? Let's go downstairs to eat, to have something delicious."
The dining table was already set with a lavish meal, and An Ruo sat down cradling Kangkang, while Uncle Tao said he would go invite Young Master Tang to come down.
It turned out Tang Yuchen had already returned.
An Ruo hoped his attitude toward Kangkang wouldn't be too extreme.
Actually, she understood Tang Yuchen's feelings. The child was not related to them, and her adopting him back must've been uncomfortable for him.
She wasn't someone who could easily accept another person's child as her own.
