"Little Dewdrop." Lu Yinfeng pulled up the corners of her mouth and softly called out, "I'm your mom, call me mom, mom..."
As she spoke, her nose tingled with sourness, and she covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
Lu Zhu lifted her head and met Lu Yinfeng's gaze.
She thought to herself, "Why is she crying again..."
Perhaps affected by Lu Yinfeng's emotions, Lu Zhu felt uncomfortable in her heart.
After a long while, she muttered softly, "I'm sorry, Auntie, I already have a mom."
She couldn't call someone else mom.
Lu Yinfeng's smile froze on her face as she knitted her brows, a trace of bewilderment in her eyes.
Why?
Why did Little Dewdrop so readily accept Mo Nanze as her dad but not recognize her own mother?
Did she do something wrong?
Was it because she always cried and was not likable?
Was it...
Lu Yinfeng came up with many reasons in her heart to explain this absurd scene.
She looked up and met Luo Xueshu's gaze.