Chapter 84 Mom, Don’t Say Sorry.

Chapter 84: Mommy, Don't Be Sorry

But what Chu Ying hated most was herself. As a mother, she felt powerless to protect her child.

Shen Yan was the first to notice his mother's distress and immediately put his arms around her shoulders.

Her son's warmth brought Chu Ying back to her senses. By the time she tried to focus on the child before her, her eyes were already blurred with tears.

As tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, Chu Ying had only one thought: she was so useless. She had done so much emotional preparation, and her recent therapy sessions had been so promising.

Why was she still crying?

She must look terrible, and she would surely scare You You.

You You was still so young and might not dislike her, but their first meeting was being ruined.

Chu Ying cried until her shoulders trembled, standing there helplessly.

Even though the moment her tears fell, she had quickly covered her face with both hands.

This was supposed to be a family reunion, but she had made it so...

"Mommy~"

A soft, tender, childlike voice rang out, sweeter than the gurgle of a spring or the chime of a clear bell.

Chu Ying's lips were pale, and her furrowed brows suddenly relaxed as she lowered her hands.

The voice was sweet, babyish, filled with curiosity and a hint of hesitation—but no resentment.

The formless white figure from her dreams gradually faded, giving way to the clear image of a three-year-old child's face.

Big eyes, long curled eyelashes, an expression of concern, and a touch of unfamiliarity that made him hesitant to approach.

The little one had been held securely by his dad, but then he suddenly saw Mommy crying.

He didn't know why, but Su Youli felt a terrible ache in his heart.

The worst pain the little one had ever felt was when the doctor gave him a shot in his bottom during a hospital visit.

He couldn't describe it, but he felt like the needle that had pricked his bottom was now pricking his heart.

He didn't like Mommy crying. When Mommy cried, Big Brother and Second Brother also had red eyes, and Daddy holding him looked very, very sad.

Why? Why was Mommy crying?

"Mommy, don't cry. You You has a Bunny cake for you to eat."

During this time, the little one had often watched short videos with his second brother, so he knew that cake, flowers, or milk tea could make girls happy.

But this was an emergency, and all he had was the Bunny cake.

Everyone present was watching them. The Shen family and Chu Ying all knew that Chu Ying had not only suffered physically but had also struggled mentally.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed intently on the interaction between mother and son.

Chu Ying wiped her tears with the back of her hand, crouched down, and wiped her hands on her clothes several times before slowly reaching out.

The little one was now making eye contact with his mommy, seeing her more clearly.

So this was his mommy. His mommy was really pretty.

Chu Ying's slightly dry hand took hold of the little one's arm as she carefully looked Su Youli over from head to toe, again and again.

Healthy, adorable, with a good temperament—he was a good boy.

Tears welled in Chu Ying's eyes as she finally suppressed that overwhelming emotion, reaching out to gently touch her youngest son's natural curls, which were just like hers.

"You You, I'm your Mommy."

The little one smiled: "I know."

He knew this was Mommy.

Then, the little one was drawn into a tight hug, landing in a warm, fragrant embrace: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Mommy's sorry. Mommy didn't protect You You well."

The uncomprehending little one widened his eyes as his mommy kept repeating these words in his ear.

His chubby cheeks, pressed against Mommy's shoulder, squished together as he blinked his big eyes a few times.

Why was Mommy apologizing to him?

Was it because she hadn't come to see him for so long?

But he knew Mommy hadn't come to see You You because she was sick.

"Mommy, don't be sorry."

A pair of small hands tried their best to wrap around Mommy's back. Su Youli imitated the way adults comforted him, gently patting Mommy's back.

He was comforting Mommy.

After experiencing heart-wrenching sorrow, Chu Ying's vision finally cleared. She cupped the little one's soft, chubby face.

In that moment, the pain from three years ago was truly beginning to heal.

The small void in her heart was slowly becoming whole.

The emotionally charged mother-son reunion had everyone present holding their breath. Only when Chu Ying composed herself did everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"You You, can Mommy carry you?" She wanted to carry the little one as they walked home.

Eager to get closer to her youngest son, Chu Ying was very enthusiastic.

But the little one shook his head. "No, Mommy."

Chu Ying's heart tightened. Did she scare You You earlier? Was that why You You didn't want her to hold him?

It made sense. You You was meeting her for the first time today, and according to Yan Yan, You You was quite shy around strangers.

A flicker of disappointment passed through Chu Ying's eyes.

"I'm very heavy. Mommy will get tired~"

As a very sensible little child, Su Youli had understood from a young age that sick people shouldn't push themselves.

For example, his Daddy. Daddy really, really liked him and always wanted to hold him.

But as a result, Daddy's legs would hurt.

Chu Ying was surprised by how thoughtful the little one was. Perhaps sensing her unhappiness, the little one immediately reached out his small hand to hold hers when he turned her down.

Just like that, Chu Ying walked slowly beside the little one.

She felt like the child, the one who needed to be taken care of the most.

Shen Minyan, standing not far away, had already composed himself. As Chu Ying approached, he did his best to maintain his composure.

However, his clenched fist gave him away. The little one tilted his head, looked up at his father's red-rimmed eyes, and generously extended his small hand as well.

"Dad, let's head home."

He was eager to go home and get the Bunny cake to cheer up his mom.

And so, the little one held his mother's hand with his right hand and his father's hand with his left. Because he was short and his arms were small, he was straining on his tiptoes as he walked.

Shen Minyan walked calmly alongside, his large hand enveloping the little one's soft, small hand.

In those few short minutes, Shen Minyan suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

But this was Chairman Shen. Even if the sky were falling, he would never allow himself to lose control of his emotions in public.

Chairman Shen had always possessed the steel to stay unshaken even in the face of great adversity. However, the butler standing by the door noticed—

when stepping onto the stairs, he indeed stumbled a little, taking a moment to compose himself before continuing.

It was an ordinary weekday morning at 10 o'clock.

The Shen household had become completely transformed because of Chu Ying's arrival.

As soon as they entered the house, the little one let go of his parents' hands and thoughtfully told his father, "Dad, take care of Mom, okay?"

The little one blinked his eyes rapidly a few times, then hopped onto his ride-on car and met up with Su Yuanzi on the way.

"We're going to get the cake for Mom~"

A small but clear voice echoed through the living room.