Ethan's child has been five years old.
But why did he bring her to the Huo's Mansion?
Five years was neither long nor short.
Cindy had been busy with the affairs of the Cheng family all day long, so she didn't have time to sigh the grudge between her and Ethan. However, every morning and night, Ethan would turn into an ant and quietly bite every inch of Cindy's nerve.
"Mommy, give me a hug."
Pumpkin pouted and shook Cindy's hand.
She lowered her head and looked at the child in front of her. An unfamiliar emotion spread in her heart.
The hand in the palm of Cindy's hand was soft and tiny, which instantly poked the softest part of her heart. Her clear eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist.
The little person in front of her reminded Cindy of the aborted child. She tried her best to keep the child, but she failed. Her baby.
However, no matter how cute the child was, it was the child of Ethan and another woman.
"Pumpkin, I'm not your mother."
Cindy let go of her hand gently, turned around and left.
Watching Cindy's receding figure, Pumpkin burst into tears.
"Mom."
The heartbreaking cry stopped Cindy.
She turned around.
Seeing Cindy stop, Pumpkin ran towards her with tears in his eyes.
Tears streamed down Cindy's face. The two words were like swords piercing through her defense line.
She squatted down and picked Pumpkin up.
"Mommy, why don't you want Pumpkin? Boo... Hoo... " Putting his arms around Cindy's neck, Pumpkin burst into tears.
Cindy was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh.
This child was finally clinging to her.
She patted Pumpkin on the back and coaxed, "all right, baby. Don't cry. Mom is here."
Cindy was stunned.
It seemed that this little Pumpkin had a special magic, which made her feel inexplicably familiar. She could not help but think of the child who had died.
Her gentle words were like the warm wind. Pumpkin put his head on Cindy's shoulder and stopped crying.
Cindy felt a chill on her shoulder and smiled bitterly.
"Pumpkin, is it time to come down?"
"No, I want mommy to hold me."
"You have stained my body. I have to wipe it. Good boy, come down."
Hearing Cindy's words, Pumpkin straightened up and looked at her shoulder. Then he got off in a hurry.
The little guy was choked with sobs and tears just now, and her clothes on her shoulders were a little wet.
"I'm sorry."
Bowen raised his head, with tears in his dark and bright eyes and several drops on his face.
What a pitiful look.
Cindy comforted her immediately, fearing that she was wrong and caused another flood of a thousand miles.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. "
Seeing that Cindy didn't mind, Pumpkin stuck out his tongue and giggled.
The laughter swept away all the depression of Cindy.
She liked this child and didn't care who he was.
"Young master. Young master, are you okay? "
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