She already owed Yun Feiyang more than she could ever repay, and she couldn’t afford to owe anyone else.
But Yun Feiyang, when will you come to your senses...
In two more days, Kangkang would be taken away by Tang Yuchen.
An Ruo became increasingly upset, yet she told the little guy the truth.
Kangkang, knowing he was going to live with his dad, remained silent, his little face full of silent protest.
At mealtime, he hardly ate anything. Being young, he couldn’t hide his troubles, and his discomfort was written all over his face.
An Ruo, feeling pained for him, hugged him into her arms and comforted him, "Kangkang, don’t be . Living with dad isn’t bad. Mom is still living here. I will pick you up from kindergarten every day. You just sleep at dad’s place in the evening."
"If that is the case, why do I still have to live with dad? I told him the other day that I do not want to live with him. Why doesn’t he listen to my advice?" the little guy asked, feeling wronged.
An Ruo smiled and said, "It’s because dad loves you so much, and he wants to be with you all the time. He gave up everything for you back then, driven out and forced to go overseas to make something of himself. Now that he’s finally back, but you’ve grown up, you don’t recognize him, and you’re not close to him, so he wants to have you live with him for a while."
Kangkang opened his eyes wide in surprise, his mother had never told him all this.
"Did dad really lose everything for me?"
"Yes, but he doesn’t regret it and is willing to sacrifice it all for you, Kangkang. See how much dad loves you."
"But mom, you love me a lot too."
An Ruo kissed his cheek affectionately and said, "Yes, we both love you very much. You have been living with mom for several years, so mom cannot selfishly keep you from living with dad. My dear, just live with dad for a while, at most a year, and mom will take you back, okay?"
If by then, he still wanted to come back to her...
"I only need to live with dad for a year?"
"Yes, so during this year, stay well with dad and try to love him, okay?"
Kangkang leaned his head against her chest, staying silent for a long time before he murmured, "Mom, will you come to see me every day?"
He seemed to have accepted it.
An Ruo suddenly felt so sad, so reluctant to let him go; she hugged him tight and nodded earnestly, "Yes, mom will come to see you every day."
Even if it meant not working, she wouldn’t let this interfere with spending time with her child. Kangkang was her life; he had suffered so much since birth, and since she wasn’t short of money, she would now live only for her child.
It was almost time to leave, but An Ruo had yet to pack Kangkang’s things.
Subconsciously, she believed that the later she packed, the later her child would leave, but this was just a self-deluding notion.
She didn’t act like it was a parting of life and death in front of the child, still taking him to school every day, picking him up, helping him with homework, watching cartoons, and joking with him.
Everything was normal; she showed not a hint of sadness.
Perhaps it was related to her upbringing, she knew children were very sensitive. If adults were unhappy, they too would feel unhappy and anxious.