She wasn’t embarrassed in front of others, making my face heat up. Still, I was happy and laughed. Even if I wasn’t the smartest or most beautiful, little Xiao Mo always thought I was the best.
The servant wanted to carry me back to eat, but I refused. Without me, Xiao Mo would be sad. The servant coaxed, “Your little daddy might not want you.”
I looked at the servant with disdain, disbelief evident. Such words couldn’t fool me; only Xiao Mo would believe them.
Later, when Xiao Mo became powerful, she wasn’t easily fooled by lies, but she believed my words.
Xiao Mo asked, “Am I really born from daddy?”
I nodded repeatedly, not wanting her to disappear again. “Of course. I like being with you now, so you definitely are.”
She looked dejected, “Daddy said you didn’t like me because you were afraid of mommy. But now that you like me, I feel like she’s not my mommy anymore.”
I felt a headache coming on. I shouldn’t have doubted her before and helplessly said, “Then I don’t like you now; Heng’s steward is your mommy.”
“But you like my daddy. Doesn’t that mean I’m not his?”
I was furious, “I don’t care who gave birth to you.” I turned to leave and noticed no crying sound. I turned back angrily, “Why aren’t you crying?”
Xiao Mo suddenly seemed to have grown up. “Daddy was right. As long as I stay clean and stop crying, and learn many skills from mommy, Yu’er won’t dislike me. I want to become the best person in Yu’er’s heart and protect her in the future.”
I was stunned, then laughed, feeling that Xiao Mo was the best person at that moment.
I looked up at the sky. Wasn’t it broad daylight? I thought there was something wrong with my eyes and quickly ran into the room to confirm with my mother.
Cloud Dad really liked us and had given birth to a younger brother and sister for me. He often said, “Because of you, my wife can live with peace of mind.”
I didn’t understand and asked my mother. She just smiled softly and hugged us.
