Shen Qing looked down at Zihan on the bed. She reached out her other hand to gently stroke his hair and sighed. "I wonder if he'll be angry with me, his own mother."
She had been worried that if she rashly acknowledged him before sorting things out with Yu Jiuqing, it would unsettle the child.
But it was also true that she had hidden the truth from him for several days.
'I'll have to apologize properly to the little guy when the time comes.'
Divine Doctor Lu, who was at her side, chuckled. "How could a child possibly be angry at parents who genuinely care for him? However, Madam, I must remind you that the young master has just injured his head. It's best not to let him get too emotional.
By the way, Madam, are you sure you won't consider telling me your beauty secrets? On behalf of every beauty-lover in the world, I would be eternally grateful!"
