Jiang You sniffed and said without thinking, "No."

"My mommy forgot you, you are very sad."

"No."

"She doesn't remember you, nor does she remember your past marriage."

"...Stop talking, I'm begging you."

Jiang You covered his chest, "You are a gentle child, so are you venting your anger on her behalf?"

"No."

Unexpectedly, Wen Lin stared at Jiang You's face for a long time and grinned, "I'm here to observe you. My mother will solve her own problems. She's not a fool. It's not my turn.

The child took action against himself."

The tenderness in Wen Lian and Wen Lin's eyes is an independent entity.

She hates one person and loves one person.

One suffered hardship, and the other was betrayed.

She doesn't need others to take sides to make herself feel at ease. If she wants to fight back, she will do it herself.

"I have no obligation or qualification to vent my anger for my mother. I am only responsible for protecting her. If she wants her hands to be stained with blood, she must kill people and set fires with her own hands. That is her choice." Wen Lin walked up.
Chapter completed!