Su Yi Jing's eyes weren't red, but her hands clung tightly to An Yiyun's clothes. She even freed one little hand to grab An Yiqing's clothes, making it clear she also didn't want An Yiqing to leave.
But Su Yi Jing's gaze was fixed on An Jing and Xiao Changyi.
Compared to Su Yixing, An Yiqing, and An Yiyun, the three little ones, Su Yi Jing was truly calm, so calm that she didn't seem like a three-year-old child at all.
"I really am your mother..." An Jing cried with An Yiqing and An Yiyun, her tears flowing more fiercely than theirs, almost as if she was about to cry herself to death.
Despite this, An Jing didn't forget to apologize, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It's father and mother's fault... It's all father and mother's fault... Father and mother shouldn't have waited so long to come back for you, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... You, you mustn't... refuse to acknowledge your father and mother..."
