Chapter 108 A little means (2)

Wen Yiru looked at me with a funny smile. “Stupid girl, I have said that I want to enjoy the joy of malting grandchildren. How can you thank me? I should thank you. I have been so old, I never know how happy there are children around!”

When Wen Yiru’s eyes light deepened, the moment seemed to have thought of a long time ago. She shook her head gently, and I saw the deep loss from her eyes.

If she is really the mother of Mo Ziqian, he should be taken away when Mo Ziqian...