Cheng Yanzhi looked at her helplessly and did not continue discussing this upsetting topic. "You rest first."
Xia Yunsheng said, "I can't sleep."
Cheng Yanzhi had the servant bring Naughty over, "Then let your son accompany you."
He was truly grateful they had two children. They lost one, but there was still another, able to be by her side.
Otherwise, he really didn't know what to do with Xia Yunsheng.
With their son gone, it seemed as if her heart had also been taken away.
Xia Yunsheng watched Naughty being carried over, her son's little hand gripping hers lovingly.
She looked at her son, remained silent, but obediently fell asleep...
Xia Yunsheng had a dream, dreaming of many years later, when Tricky had grown up, at the age of seventeen or eighteen, appearing in front of her, asking her, "Mom, why didn't you want me? Why didn't you take care of me?"
"..." She was so scared that she woke up from the dream, her head knocking heavily against the office desk.
