The Domineering Boss is Addicted to the Convict novel Chapter 1806

Yi Qianmo walked up to Ling Yiran a little hesitantly. There seemed to be a look of struggle on his little face.

"Lil Mo, what's wrong?" Ling Yiran looked at her eldest son in confusion.

Yi Qianmo's face was tense and slightly red. Then, he hugged Ling Yiran, who had crouched down, and kissed her on the cheek. "Mommy, I... I... missed... I missed you too..."

Yi Qianmo's face grew redder after saying this. After all, it was the first time he was saying such a thing in front of so many people.

After saying that, Yi Qianmo saw a happy and excited smile on his mother's face. He suddenly felt happy to have said those words.

If his mother liked it, then… he would voice out more in the future. However, it would be difficult… if she wanted him to do and say the same things as his sister.

There was a little boy nearby watching what was going on. He had seen the woman before and knew she was Yi Qianjin's mother.

'She's also the woman Mommy hates!'

His mother had once told him that he and Yi Qianjin could never be friends. He did not understand why at the time, but now he did.

His mother almost killed this woman. He had received a lot of criticism while he was here. Everybody knew whose child he was as well as what his mother had done.

The child of a maid had even run up to him and spat at him, saying he was the child of a bad person so he would also be a bad person in the future!

'Is Mommy... a bad person? I guess so, but she's also my mommy. That's never going to change.'

He remembered Lil Jin jumping in front of him and shielding him. The spit got all over her new beautiful pink dress.

Then, she asked the maid in charge of looking after her to help her get another dress to change into.

From then on, the pink dress was deeply imprinted into his memory.

After she changed out of her dirtied dress, she played the piano with him.

She kept having him play the piano with her these days, and he was also amazed at her piano skills. His piano teacher once said he was a genius.

However, it seemed to him that she was more gifted than he was.

Although he could play all the notes perfectly, it seemed that the music he played was never as beautiful as hers. 'Is this what the teacher meant by playing with feelings?'