"I, Luo Ziyang, can't stand people like you who only know how to bully the old and weak. Even if this person is your wife, as a man, you shouldn't treat her like this!" As Luo Ziyang spoke, he grabbed the man's arm and threw him into the distance.
The woman let go of the child and held his face with both hands. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Follow this savior! I can't protect you anymore. If you stay, you'll die. I'm sorry that I treated you like that in the past. Although it was for your own good, I've mistreated you! From now on, you don't have a mother anymore. Live well! You have to remember that as long as you live well, it'll be the greatest repayment and revenge!"
With that, the woman pushed the child to Li Xiaoran and turned to run.
The child looked at the woman, who was stumbling away, and there was a trace of sorrow in his eyes.
"Mother, live well!" The child said.
