"Baobao, can you tell me why?" Mo Jiuli asked in her heart.
"Mother, if I tell you, will you be angry?" The little one thought for a moment and asked cautiously.
"No, Mother knows your identity is not ordinary, but no matter what you are, you are my child, and that will never change!" Mo Jiuli said seriously.
"But what if I'm a bad person? What if I'm someone no one in the mortal world wants to exist?" The little one asked worriedly.
"Even if everyone dislikes you, you are still the treasure of your father and me, and no one can hurt you unless we are dead! Otherwise, I will never allow anyone to hurt my child in the slightest!" Mo Jiuli said firmly in response.
She doesn't care about worldly ethics, those have nothing to do with her. She is not the Bodhisattva, nor the savior; she just wants to live an ordinary life with her loved ones, her children, and her parents. As for everything else, they can all go to hell...
