Yan Xinxin asked this, and Ning Zitong quickly returned to her senses, raising her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, but the tears shimmering in her eyes were particularly excited at this moment.
"Yuan, you finally called me Mom."
Ning Zitong's voice trembled, and her warm palm gently caressed Yan Xinxin's head.
"Yuan, Mom knows that there has always been a hurdle in your heart, which is why you haven't called me Mom with your own mouth. But now Mom knows that you've let it go, you've forgiven Mom for all the foolish things she once did to you."
She spoke with a trembling voice, tears falling from her eyes, hurriedly wiping them away and raising her moist eyes again, looking at Yan Xinxin with deep affection.
