Hearing their words of support, Jiang Ying Yue nodded. The uneasiness in her heart subsided for a bit.
Bravery wasn't something that could be trained in an instant. But for the sake of her son, she would fight a painful battle against the man she used to love. It would probably crush her even more than she already had, but she was willing to bleed just so her son could have a happy life and bright future.
She looked around and saw warm and loving people. This was family, regardless of whether they were connected by blood or not. They were now her son's family and hers as well. If something ever happened to her, Jiang Ying Yue knew that they would love and take care of her son as if he was their own, especially Little Jun's godparents, Xiulan and Sir Liwei.
Little Jun belonged with these loving and supportive people, not the self-serving and toxic environment of the Long clan.
"Thank you, everyone," she told them in her sincerest tone.
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