My Demon Husband Is Chapter 975: Why Do People Love Their Own Children?

Chapter 975: Chapter 975: Why Do People Love Their Own Children?

I was rcilessly exposed, and with an awkward laugh, I said, "Haha, I’m just thinking about the bigger picture. Could you try to understand my good intentions, please?"

Wasn’t it agreed to co to Qing Li for news about Qingyang’s whereabouts?

Showing off love only angers Qing Li. Aren’t you afraid of everything falling apart?

"But I’m just soone who doesn’t know how to consider the bigger picture." Yu Longting lowered his willow-like brows, looking very troubled.

I looked at Yu Longting with that trademark, infuriating expression of his.

Feeling utterly helpless, I decided to slack off, "Do whatever you want. I just don’t believe you’d joke about Dumpling’s future."

"Yes, that’s right. Trust , your husband can handle it." Yu Longting pressed heavily on my back, not giving

the slightest chance to escape.

I was forced to rest on his shoulder, gritting my teeth in frustration.

Just wait a mont. When Qing Li gets angry and loses it, I’d like to see how you plan to handle it.

Lin Huan, holding Dumpling, said, "You two go inside. I won’t get involved."

"Yes, grandfather." Yu Longting slightly bowed to Lin Huan and went into the attic.

In the attic, Qing Li was staring blankly out the window.

Upon hearing footsteps, she didn’t turn around, "If you dislike , then why bother coming?"

"I don’t dislike you; I’m just confused about why you don’t love your own child." At this mont, Yu Longting seed to let go of all his glory and dignity, appearing just like an ordinary child who couldn’t get his mother’s love.

He lowered his eyes, quietly gazing at Qing Li’s back.

My face buried in Yu Longting’s neck, my heart tightened.

Gently, I kissed Yu Longting’s collarbone, not knowing what his childhood was like.

But I only want him to be happy, to heal the wounds of the past.

Under my gentle kiss, Yu Longting’s body slightly tensed; his long fingers gently brushed through my hair.

With simple and gentle body language, he told

about the calm state of his heart at this mont.

Qing Li slowly turned around, her glass-like eyes hollow and thin, "Why must people love their children? Just because the laws of nature make won, after giving birth, possess maternal instincts?"

"I understand. You only love Yu Qingxiao, so there’s no need for your attention to stay on us." Yu Longting knowingly lifted his lips.

Qing Li gathered herself and suddenly stood up.

Her thin, frail figure slowly approached, "But in recent years, my thoughts have changed sowhat."

Her enchanting almond eyes were gradually covered in a light mist.

No longer was she in a state of neither joy nor sadness, as she was earlier.

My heart stirred slightly, and I pinched Yu Longting.

This ti, Yu Longting finally let go of the force restraining , and I leapt out of his embrace in one swift move.

Hiding behind him, I tried to make as much space as possible for the long-separated mother and son.

"Oh?" Even though Yu Longting allowed

to leave his arms, he still held my wrist tightly.

Perhaps to him, I was the last straw he could grasp.

The support for his stability.

He, like Qing Li, is not as strong as he appears!

A tear rolled slowly down Qing Li’s cheek, "Perhaps I’ve reincarnated too often, repeatedly becoming human and a woman again. It seems I’ve slowly developed this thing called maternal instinct, even though I find it quite redundant."

"Well, I don’t need motherly love anyway. From a young age, Yu Qingxiao fed , carried

on travels, told

stories to coax

to sleep, and that was enough." Yu Longting’s eyes were mischievous and carried a mocking, half-smiling expression.

The tone was devoid of emotion, yet the smooth pad of his finger gently wiped away Qing Li’s tear at the corner of her eye.