After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

Zhuo Xuan's eyes reddened, and he felt extremely wronged.

Sure enough, his mother still refused to forgive him.

If this had happened before, he would have been so angry that he would have yelled, made a scene, and questioned his mother's faults.

This time, however, he had figured things out and became much more sensible.

Clenching his fists in secret and mustering his courage, Zhuo Xuan finally uttered those three belated words, "I'm sorry."

Then, he turned around and ran away in a panic.

Yan Niannian's pupils dilated sharply; she was shocked once again.

Staring at Zhuo Xuan's departing figure, she remained lost in thought for a long time.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

Finally, Yan Niannian let out a long sigh, "Sigh!"

Could it be that this child has truly reformed?

If that's the case, forgiving him might not be impossible.

Moreover, this is a good opportunity to completely guide him onto the right path and correct his values.

only……

Whether it's true or just a passing whim, we need to investigate further before we can determine.

……

Zhuo Xuan ran all the way to the kindergarten gate before stopping.

His face flushed red, and his heart pounded faster and faster.

After the initial tension subsided, he felt relieved.

It felt much better.

Because he finally sincerely apologized for the wrong things he had done.

Besides, what's so shameful about apologizing to your mother?

Thinking of this, a smile slowly appeared on Zhuo Xuan's lips.

"Young Master, we should head back now." At that moment, the driver approached.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but give Zhuo Xuan a deep look.

I felt very strange.

This young master is practically a carbon copy of Zhuo Yuchen, they're identical in every way.

He was aloof and rarely smiled.

In the eyes of ordinary people like them, they just don't understand human nature.

But who can blame them when the Zhuo family is powerful and influential?

Therefore, he had never seen Zhuo Xuan show such a genuine, yet somewhat shy, smile before.

strange!

How strange!

"Okay!" Zhuo Xuan turned around, glanced at the orphanage again, and then got into the car with the driver.

……

Inside the car, Zhuo Xuan casually looked outside.

At that moment, a large advertising banner caught his attention.

The drawing depicts a mother and child.

The mother lowered her head and gently stroked her son's head.

The son, meanwhile, held a bouquet of beautiful flowers high, intending to give them to his mother.

A loving mother and filial son – a truly heartwarming scene.

Next to it was written, "Happy Mother's Day! Your mother is the person who loves you most in this world. Don't forget to give your loved one a token of your affection on this special day!"

Zhuo Xuan was immediately touched.

It turns out that Mother's Day is just a few days away.

Memories of the past kept replaying in my mind.

When his mother was still by his side, she celebrated his birthday and every holiday.

Yan Niannian always prepares carefully.

Create surprises for him, create a sense of ritual.

Although it wasn't a grand affair, every detail stemmed from her love for him.

He was just too immature back then.

They not only take all of this for granted, but they also feel somewhat impatient.

And...disdain.

Not to mention, like other children, they have never expressed their love to their mothers on Mother's Day.

Thinking about these past events, Zhuo Xuan felt extremely guilty.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

Fortunately, there is still time.

This Mother's Day, he is determined to make up for all the debts he owes his mother.

……

On the other side, Yan Niannian slowly walked back.

As she passed by the children's dormitory, she subconsciously glanced inside.

Suddenly, I saw that figure busily working inside.

Yan Niannian was stunned.

Zhuo Yuchen?

That busy figure... it was actually Zhuo Yuchen?!

At this moment, his pristine and expensive white shirt was covered in obvious dust in some places.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, dampening his stray hairs.

It concealed the sharp aura between his brows.

Yet it also added a unique flavor to his noble appearance.

Holding a rag, he was constantly wiping the railings of the bunk beds.

With an extremely serious and meticulous expression, Zhuo Yuchen didn't even miss the smallest corner in his movements.

Coming to her senses, Yan Niannian went inside.

She spoke softly, "Zhuo Yuchen?"

"Hmm?" Zhuo Yuchen glanced at Yan Niannian, a smile playing on his lips, but his hands didn't stop moving. He simply urged her with concern, "Niannian, the porridge is ready."

"Keep it warm in the kitchen, go and eat."

Yan Niannian didn't respond to his question, but tilted her head and asked with some confusion, "Zhuo Yuchen, why aren't you leaving?"

"Don't you have any work at your company?"

Everyone knows that Zhuo Yuchen is a true workaholic.

Before they divorced, she, as his wife, should have been the one spending the most time with him.

But the result?

In those months and years, the number of days she could see him was very limited.

So much so that later, when she looked back on the past as an outsider, she found it all laughable.

But now, he's actually doing these jobs in his own orphanage.

What's wrong with them?

After putting the rag in his hand into the basin of water and straightening the small section of his rolled-up sleeve, Zhuo Yuchen looked at Yan Niannian with a smile, "Niannian, come in, I'll tell you why I'm not leaving."

Yan Niannian didn't think much of it and slowly walked inside.

As soon as I stepped through the door, a domineering figure loomed over me.

Without a word, he forcefully encircled her slender waist.

In the blink of an eye, they brought the person inside.

Yan Niannian felt dizzy.

As her back was about to hit the iron bed railing, her heart tightened.

Instinctively, Yan Niannian narrowed her eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

But to my surprise, not only did the expected pain not come, but a large hand covered my lower back tightly against the thin fabric.

The soothing warmth immediately followed.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and Yan Niannian opened her eyes in surprise.

It turned out that Zhuo Yuchen had protected him.

But this would forcefully press the back of his hand against the iron railing.

Doesn't it hurt?

Zhuo Yuchen's lips slowly moved closer to her face.

Close at hand.

Their breaths intertwined.

Zhuo Yuchen's voice was deep, mellow, and gentle, "Niannian, do you know why I didn't leave and go back to the company?"

"Because you are here."

As his voice faded, his cool lips brushed lightly against Yan Niannian's ear.

Rubbed it gently.

The way it greedily inhaled her scent was just like a large wolfhound.

“You…” Yan Niannian’s pupils dilated.

A strange feeling quickly rose in my heart.

I felt incredibly awkward and frustrated.

What was she paying attention to just now?

They're actually concerned about whether his hand hurts.

damn it!

This guy is clearly trying to take advantage of her again!