C198 (2/2)

This action of Duan Hong's did not allow Tang Tianbao to get used to it. What happened to his mother today? Tang Tianbao was puzzled.

The door to the room was slowly pushed open and Duan Hong walked in with light footsteps.

”Little Treasure, Little Treasure, are you awake?” Duan Hong called out to Tang Tianbao in a low voice. As usual, it was different. Duan Hong's' politeness' was simply a form of 'unwelcome' to Tang Tianbao. Was there a need for a mother to be so courteous to her son? Was it useful?

Tang Tianbao wasn't used. His tears splattered on the pillow. Finally, unable to control himself, he lifted off the towel covering his head, sat up on the bed, and wailed, ”Mommy!”

Duan Hong walked to the side of Tang Tianbao's bed and blankly sized him up with abnormal calmness. She started to say something, then stopped, looking at him in silence. She hesitated. The words in her heart had reached her lips, but she did not open her mouth. It wasn't that she was embarrassed to open her mouth, but that she couldn't bear to. She could not bear to see this child, who was bowing his head in apology to her, grieve. When he was at his lowest, Duan Hong couldn't tell him about his background. At that moment, Duan Hong saw the tears in Tang Tianbao's eyes and the remorse in his heart. What could be more important than this? What could be more touching than kinship?

The female kindness in Duan Hong's heart started to flood over once again. She put it down. Saying it at this time felt like adding insult to injury, so how could she bear to do so?

Duan Hong still spoke up.

”Little Treasure, Mom has already finished cooking, do you want to eat?” Duan Hong said. She forced herself to say it because she had to suppress the complicated feelings in her heart.

”Mom …” Tang Tianbao shouted and could no longer shout. His voice was already hoarse as he sobbed soundlessly.

Duan Hong was moved by this serious shout. Although it was only one word, behind the word was a surging river. It was an ancient river that was splashing and flushing, causing her to be unable to control herself any longer. Duan Hong also cried.

At this moment, there was a feeling called motherly love.

Duan Hong sat on the edge of the bed while Tang Tianbao held him tightly. It had been a long time since he'd had that wonderful feeling, and it felt like it was yesterday. In front of Duan Hong, Tang Tianbao was still a small child.

Tang Tianbao's tears flowed freely.

”Mom, I was wrong.” Tang Tianbao finally opened his mouth to admit his mistake. He really shouldn't contradict his mother, and really shouldn't play the temper of a child with her, because after all, he was no longer a child. Since his father Tang Daqui had left, Tang Tianbao had become the only man in the family, and as a man, he should have taken on all the responsibilities in the family. What happened last night was that he was irrational. Tang Tianbao was denouncing him, denouncing him, and even hating him.

”Son, everything's alright. It's all over. Alright, your son, get up and eat. Don't be so hungry! ” Duan Hong hugged Tang Tianbao and lightly patted his back a few times.

”Mom, did you forgive me?” Tang Tianbao asked in a tearful voice.

”Foolish child, mother has never blamed you. Last night was Mom's fault. No matter what, Yu Meng was still your friend, so Mom shouldn't have said those words to her. It's all my fault! ” Duan Hong was also trying to reprimand himself for his own mistakes. However, her reprimand carried a deeper meaning. She knew that Tang Tianbao wasn't her own son, so her harsh demands towards him made her seem petty.

”Mom, you're right. It's all my fault. It was because I didn't communicate with you in advance that last night's incident occurred. It's all my fault. ”

”Alright, son, get up.”

Tang Tianbao got up from the bed and put on his clothes. During dinner time, the ”Jinping Flower” came uninvited.

The sudden appearance of the Golden Python Flower had cast a veil over the seemingly calm situation. A dark tide was surging beneath the veil and a new storm was about to unfold.