C1077 I will Make up for It in the Future

Ruan Qingge's hand trembled slightly in the air before finally resting on Feng Moling's back. "Mom, please don't cry."

"Alright, alright! If Qingge doesn't want Mom to cry, then I won't."

As Ruan Qingge comforted Feng Moling, she suddenly felt a pair of sorrowful eyes on her. Looking up, she saw Muh Zhenqing, wearing an expression far too pitiful for his age, staring at her