As Zhuang Rongrong spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. "Rongrong hopes that Madam will give Rongrong a way out. Please adopt Rongrong and let Rongrong respect you as her mother."
As she spoke, she knelt down.
Wen Sang also understood that a child without parents possessing such a thing would likely attract the covetous eyes of many.
She needs someone to protect her as she grows up. All she wants is to grow up safely, learn music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and have a respectable husband after she comes of age.
Wen Sang can do all of these things.
but…
She looked at Sisi's delicate and innocent appearance and felt it was a pity. How wonderful it would be if she could adopt her.
But for Yuan'er's sake, she had to back down.
"I promise you, as long as you can cure Yuan'er's illness, even if you want to marry a young master from a prominent family many years later, I will do my best to help you."
Zhuang Rongrong solemnly kowtowed to her, tears streaming down her face, "Mother's great kindness, Rongrong will never forget."
Since things had come to this, Wen Sang put aside his regret and solemnly helped her up. "Pack your things tonight and come to town with me. We'll set off for Wuzhou first thing tomorrow morning."
Zhuang Rongrong nodded, then glanced at the various expressions on the Zhou family members' faces, and whispered, "Mother, could I speak with them alone for a few minutes? They've helped me a lot, I..."
Wen Sang knew she was reluctant to part with her, and that she was a kind and good child after all, so she patted her shoulder, said goodbye to Qin Shi, and returned to the carriage.
As soon as she left, Zhou Erqian, who was frantic with worry, couldn't hold back any longer. "Rongrong, do you really want to acknowledge someone of unknown origin as your mother?"
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