The desolate cold wind blew on Han Zhexi's body, and the bursts of coolness could not offset the loneliness in his heart. As he pressed against the corner, his whole heart was trembling, as if it was about to break...

"Oh my god..." Ling Shanshan's face was covered with tears. She couldn't bear to look at her son, and her heart was filled with pain. She rushed over unsteadily and hugged Han Zhexi, tears falling on her son's muscles.

Han Zhexi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dull, letting the cowardly tears drip down his cheeks, and then quietly nestled in Ling Shanshan's arms, enjoying the warmth of maternal love, even though there was only a trace of it.

"Mom... I'm tired. You'd better leave me alone for a while." After a few minutes, Han Zhexi bit his lip, his voice was very low, and he turned his head to the side, not looking at anything or thinking about anything.

"Baby...I'm sorry...there's something I have to tell you the truth." Ling Shanshan sniffed reluctantly and slowly pushed Han Zhexi away. Her mood was still calm. She wiped her tears with her white hands and choked with sobs.

Han Zhexi's tender lips turned white and she spoke lightly: "What's the matter?"

Why would Mommy say sorry to herself? Is it such an important thing?

Ling Shanshan's plain face showed concern. She took a calm breath and then slowly began to say: "Actually, it's not Murong Xueling's fault that your father has been treating me like this for decades. It's because I brought it upon myself."

"At that time, I caused a misunderstanding between your father and Murong Xueling and forced Murong Xueling to leave. Then I asked my father to use all his power to get me to marry your father. Finally, Murong Xueling left and your father also knew the truth."

"He was very cold to me when he was angry, and of course he was not good to you, but in order to let me have a good image in your mind, I kept telling you that your lack of fatherly love has always been Murong Xueling's fault. I'm sorry, Xi...

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Ling Shanshan's tears were already dripping down her neck. She put her hand on Han Zhexi's, hoping that he wouldn't blame her too much.

This short paragraph echoed in Han Zhexi's ears like a whisper that had been entangled for several lifetimes, lingering in his ears.

Misunderstanding... everything is just a misunderstanding. What about Meng Xi? Everything I did to him has already hurt him.

"You...why are you so cruel!!!" Han Zhexi's face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly. He pushed Ling Shanshan away fiercely and couldn't accept anything for a while.

Although the cold wind is cold, my heart is even colder

Han Zhexi's lips are trembling and his heart is bleeding. How could everything become like this? He wants to restore it, yes, everything must be restored. Meng Xi, wait for me!!

He raised his feet, didn't even put on any clothes, and rushed out madly, leaving only his back behind.

The air blew past him, giving him more calmness

Hee, although you will hate your mother, I hope you are happy. Don’t blame your mother. Everything is for your own good. Everything is destined.
Chapter completed!