Mo Jiuli then turned her gaze to Mo Ziyang. Seeing the complexity in Mo Ziyang's eyes, Mo Jiuli slightly raised the corners of her lips and said blandly, "I was the one who poisoned your son. I'm very sorry, but he is the son of Mo Jiuqi. Perhaps this is his fate!"
"Jiuli, we can talk later. First, give me the antidote. Xiaoying can't die. He is my son. I absolutely will not allow anyone to harm him!" Mo Ziyang looked at Mo Jiuli, his eyes still complex, and spoke.
Although he knew his son could regenerate, he had told Mo Yin in the past that he loved another woman in his heart. Throughout the years, every time he looked at Mo Yin, he tried to tell himself that if Mo Jiuli returned one day and had issues with his and Mo Jiuqi's child, how would he choose? After countless struggles, his choice was always Mo Jiuli, not Mo Yin...
