C217 It's Just That I Don't like It Enough

The word "mom" was too nostalgic, he didn't want Yan Chuyang to say it out loud.

In his life, he was enough.

He would take care of him. He would treat him like a lover, a relative, a child.

Therefore, Yan Chuyang didn't need any so-called maternal love, he was enough.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I left Faang Jingshu's house?" The boy said dejectedly.

Wei Qing's eyebrows twitched