Today, at long last, Huang Fei had finally seized the opportunity.
Just as Huang Fei had long observed, the only time the usually hawk-eyed Xu family ever let their guard down was when Xu Sheng paid a visit to the Su household. During those rare, golden hours, no one tracked his every move.
That thought alone made her feel a surge of jealousy so fierce it bordered on irrational. Why was the Xu family so friendly with the Su family? What had they done to deserve such goodwill?
But there was no time to ponder the politics of affection now. Threatened and restricted by the Xu family's iron grasp, Huang Fei had precious few moments to reconnect with her son. She had to make every second count.
"Xu Sheng," she said urgently, crouching to meet his gaze, her voice trembling just slightly, "listen to Mommy, okay? Your father... he wants to divorce me. But Mommy—Mommy won't let that happen. Not for your sake. You have to help me, do you understand? Go tell your father—"
