A tear finally slipped from the corner of Feng Yexuan's eye.
His heart slowly began to ache, twitching faintly.
He truly felt aggrieved.
So even the strongest person craves maternal love.
A love that comes sincerely from a mother.
He used to think he couldn't receive it, that everything he did for Hua Rong was just because she was his mother by blood.
He simply had no choice.
Although he seemed cold-hearted and emotionless, in truth, his heart had a fragile side.
He too wanted a mother who loved him completely.
Now looking at Hua Rong, the pain Feng Yexuan had been suppressing was finally completely released.
Mother loves him too, doesn't she?
Even if it was just a little bit of love, it was love nonetheless.
Chu Qianli reached out from behind and wrapped her arms around his lean waist.
"You still have me and Jinrui."
Feng Yexuan grasped her hands and forcefully closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.
