Regret having children so early, severing her path to climb higher and put herself up for sale...
Regret that her child is still so clumsy, so disobedient, completely not comparable to other people's children, like the self-reliant Yan Huan...
Just because...
Regret.
At this moment, even though Bai Yi is already psychologically prepared for her mother, she still can't help but feel suffocated.
"Crack..."
The pocket watch in her hand also instantly stops, silently expressing Bai Yi's despair at this moment.
Because for a child, nothing is more poisonous than a parent's "regret giving birth to you" curse.
"Bai Yi... this isn't... we need to hurry back..."
At this moment, in her arms, Yan Huan finally begrudgingly opened his eyes.
Even though he is groggy, the first thing he thinks of is still this matter.
"!!"
Upon hearing Yan Ye's painful sound in her arms, Bai Yi, whose face is once again streaked with tears, instantly snaps back to reality.
