"I never said I disliked Mommy. I just meant that could you please not be so childish in the future?" An Xiaonian had been silent for quite a while, but his opening remark hit An Ruoxue right where it hurt.
It was the exact same spot as last time, too. How did she end up with a son like this? He wasn't just a son; he was basically "An the Little Critic."
"Cough, cough." An Ruoxue stifled the sorrow in her heart and cleared her throat. There was no helping it; it was a stab to the heart, but who asked for this brat to be her own flesh and blood?
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