Li Mu really felt sorry for his cousin. Although they helped him, they were from an ordinary family with limited abilities and could not help much.
"Ms. Lu, I'll ask Wen Zhuo to come over now. As for the rest...you can talk to each other."
Li Mu is just a cousin, and maybe soon he won’t even be a cousin anymore.
The waiting time is undoubtedly long.
Lu Jinyue's hands holding the paper cup were shaking.
He touched his face for a while, and then asked Lu Zhaoning if it was okay for him to do this.
Knowing that she was nervous, Lu Zhaoning patiently comforted her.
Soon, voices were heard outside.
"Brother..." The little girl's voice was uneasy, as if she was afraid of being left behind.
"Don't be afraid, brother will always be with Xiao Jian."
Hearing the boy's clear voice, Lu Jinyue's face turned pale and she murmured, "Does this child blame me for losing him?"
"aunt……"
Lu Zhaoning looked at her worriedly.
Lu Jinyue patted her chest and stood up, looking at the boy who appeared in the window.
Her heart was in her throat until a slender figure came towards her step by step.
"Wen Zhuo..."
Lu Jinyue's tears welled up as she looked at the boy in front of her who looked very similar to her but was thin, and tears fell heavily.
Zhou Wenzhuo had never met Lu Jinyue before, and only today did he learn about his own life experience.
But looking at Lu Jinyue's grief-stricken expression, he felt a dull pain in his heart, as if it had been stabbed by something.
"Can I call you Wenzhuo?"
Just by looking at this face and seeing the excitement of the child, Lu Jinyue was sure that he was her son without the need for a paternity test.
The bond between mother and child is a bond of blood and cannot be faked.
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