"Mom, I don't like Aunt Qin, and I don't want to be away from you and my brother." Rong Chen hugged Ye Qiu's legs, his fluffy head leaning on her knees, softly cooing with affection.
Ye Qiu gently rubbed his little head and then lifted him onto her lap, looking him in the eyes with determination: "Don't worry, Mom will not let you go to that school. We will never be apart. As for Aunt Qin, if you don't like her, we will just keep our distance in the future."
"Mm! I love Mom the most." Hearing Ye Qiu's promise, Rong Chen smiled happily.
Ye Qiu sighed softly. Rong Chen was really too well-behaved for his age, lacking the liveliness and mischief typical for his years. Rong Yu's sacrifice really did affect him. Previously, Ye Qiu was always engulfed in sadness, and as a child with sensitive thoughts, he bore burdens he shouldn't have at his age.
