"Does it hurt a lot?" Lu Zhu asked the same question Mo Zhi had.
Lu Yinfeng chuckled and said, "It doesn't hurt because I fainted for a whole month from a major hemorrhage after giving birth to you. I had no consciousness at all, so naturally, I couldn't feel any pain."
Lu Yinfeng spoke lightly, as if it were a trivial matter.
Even so, Lu Zhu was still startled by Lu Yinfeng's words.
"Hiss—" She drew in a sharp breath.
She realized why her father had said that this woman had given half her life to give birth to her...
Somewhere in her heart was quietly crumbling.
Mo Zhi was even more upset, clinging tightly to Lu Yinfeng's arm as if afraid she would collapse again.
The reactions of the two children were quite heartwarming.
Lu Yinfeng had always thought this scar was too ugly, but now she had come to terms with it a lot more.