Jiang Xiao, who also didn't have a mother, could fully empathize.
He had often fantasized about his mother when he was in the mental asylum.
Whether gentle or irritable, even if she abused him!
It was still better than being left all alone in a mental asylum, wasn't it?
That feeling of having no one to rely on really plunged one into the abyss...
Now, Xiao Ran was experiencing that mindset.
She knew that Aunt Xiu was bad to her, not a qualified one, and couldn't even be called a mother.
But without Aunt Xiu, could her life be any better?
"Xiao Ran, does Uncle Lao Mu... Does he bully you?"
Ah?
What did that mean?
Aunt Xiu looked at Jiang Xiao in surprise.
"Uncle Lao Mu, he, he's nice to me, usually, and teaches me some fun games, but his gaze is so weird, and, and he always likes to touch my hands..."
Jiang Xiao nodded.
If Xiao Ran said so, it was similar to what Lao Mu had previously told him.
He indeed didn't cross the line excessively.
