239 The Little Lad's Tears

"Mommy, is Youyou a bad boy? Why do grandma and auntie dislike Youyou?"

She was heartbroken when she heard his questions.

She might be able to forgive Yun Na. Her adoptive sister did not know the truth, so she could somewhat understand her anger and jealousy over Yun Tianyou competing with her for her father's love.

This was not the case for her adoptive mother, though. As such, she could not forgive Li Qin's mistreatment of her son!

Her adoptive mother was the one who forced her to sign that contract in the first place!

She sacrificed herself to bear part of the Yun family's financial burden, yet that woman still dared to be mean with her son; how could she forgive her?

Her thoughts stopped here. Clasping her hands, she replied slowly, "My adoptive mother dislikes him, so I am renting an apartment by myself."

She then added almost immediately, "I have to go back. Youyou must be very worried sick when I didn't return home last night."

She cleaned up and hurried toward the door.

He called out from behind her, "Are you going back by yourself?"

"Yes!"

He smiled and said, "There's no through road here. It's a long way from the villa to the bottom of the hill. Are you sure you are going back alone?"

She paused for a moment before looking at him resignedly.

"Send me back!"

…

Yun Shishi was late, and by now, the sky had darkened.

Youyou, who had not eaten anything for a day, heard his hungry tummy making a ruckus.

On other days, he would be watching his mommy start eating the dinner he had prepared.

Regrettably, this was not the case right now, as it looked that his mommy would not be returning this night, too!

He was too lazy to prepare a meal, so he simply microwaved the pizza from the fridge. He had the food delivered this afternoon but did not find the time to eat it then. He found it delicious.

As he munched happily on the pizza, his heart was filled with grievances!

For the first time, tears brimmed in his eyes and freely escaped down his cheeks.

He tried wiping the tears away with his small hands but ended up crying a lot harder, instead.

He had been strong and brave since his younger days and had hardly shed any tears.

During an injection at the hospital, while the rest of the children were crying their eyes out, he was just sitting quietly. He had bravely stretched out his arm without batting an eyelid when it was his turn for the injection. His face was calm and only his brows furrowed deeply.

His tears were only for getting his mother's attention under special circumstances; crying was merely a minor petulant trick to him. This was truly his first time weeping sincere, grievous tears.

However, last night, she had missed their appointment. There was not even a call from her; naturally, he would feel neglected.

The more he pondered, the worse he felt. He vigorously wiped his trickling tears as he checked the time on his phone. It was already eight at night, yet his mommy was still nowhere in sight. He could not hold back his sadness. Pouting, he flopped onto the sofa with his bolster and cried bitterly.

"Woo woo… Mommy… Mommy doesn't want Youyou anymore…"

Why is mommy not back yet?

Does she truly not want me anymore now that she has that man?

The little lad recalled the man's provocation, and his face turned sullen.

I detest him!

Whoever wants to snatch mommy away from me is a big bad guy!