"This is not atonement, this is..."

Before Zhao Bo could finish speaking, Su Yan said sharply, "And my pitifulness is entirely because of those two! Four years! Zhao Bo, four years!! Do you know how I've survived these past four years? Do you know how much I've thought about Chenchen every day, to the point of madness!"

“My Chenchen was taken away from me the moment he was born! I only got to see him once! For the past four years, I have lived in regret and guilt every day, and I have barely survived each day!”

"Do you know how many times I've thought about suicide in these past four years? Do you know how many countries I've traveled to in search of my child? Do you know why Xiaoyu became that kind of child? Zhao Bo, what reason do you have to make me let them go?"

Every word she uttered seemed to come out through clenched teeth.

She was filled with hatred, and the fact that she didn't tear them apart on the spot was already the greatest kindness she could show them.

Zhao Bo lowered his head in shame.

"I know. I'm sorry, Su Yan."

Su Yan retorted excitedly, "You don't know! If you knew, you wouldn't have said those things, you wouldn't have begged me to pity them! Because in this world, anyone can be more pitiful than me, but they can't!"

She said that, turned around, and got into the car.

Yi'an was deeply shocked by what she heard.

He never knew that Su Yan was carrying so much on her shoulders.

He walked up to Zhao Bo, patted him on the shoulder, and without saying a word, turned around and got into the car.

Zhao Bo stood there blankly, listening to the car noise disappear into the distance, then squatted down in frustration and hugged his head.