After Being Reborn and Regaining Her Identity, the True Heiress Is Spoiled in the Seventies

Chapter 366

This is an undeniable fact that Guo Momo had to admit - no matter how bad she was, she was still a million times better than Pei Jianguo as a father.

Once Guo Momo learned that her son PingAn was not far from her, she couldn't contain her excitement.

Seeing her anxious expression, Zhi Xia said, "Go and see him. The child has missed you a lot these years. He should be at home at this time."

Guo Momo nodded quickly and stood up, heading towards the door.

After walking out, she realized her loss of composure and turned back, saying, "Xiaoshenr, I'll take my leave now."

Zhi Xia nodded, watching Guo Momo's hurried departure, feeling a myriad of emotions.

When Guo Momo had just left, she thought she was too heartless and cunning.

But as time passed, she started to think it didn't matter anymore.

PingAn was a grateful child. He reciprocated kindness and didn't let anyone regret their efforts towards him.

Guo Momo still held a handbag in her hand, containing the clothes she bought for her son.

She had bought them several months ago but didn't dare to visit, so she immersed herself in busy work.

Now that her work was stable and she had some leisure time, her longing for her son grew stronger each day.

She half-covered her face, feeling anxious. What tone and expression should she use to greet her son when she sees him? Would he blame her?

How could she make amends and seek her son's forgiveness for her selfishness in the past?

Lost in her thoughts, Guo Momo walked fast, and accidentally bumped into someone.

Pei Jianguo had noticed her presence long ago and deliberately stood there, watching her approach without dodging.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Guo Momo quickly apologized after standing up, but when she looked up at the person, she suddenly stopped expressing her apology.

Several years had passed, and Pei Jianguo seemed more mature, but she didn't know if it was genuine maturity.

She collected herself, calmly passing by him without showing any panic.

Pei Jianguo couldn't hold back anymore. "What are you doing here? Don't tell me you came to visit our elders, Guo Momo. We divorced years ago. What right do you have to come here?"

She was determined to go abroad, and no matter how much he humbled himself, she never turned back.

Now, after five years, she returned. Did she achieve the life she wanted?

Did she know that she had been transferred to the Construction Bureau, the hottest department in Jincheng, highly valued by the superiors?

"It seems that my qualifications are not for you to decide," Guo Momo replied. "Pei Jianguo, regardless of who was right or wrong in the past, we were once a couple. For the sake of PingAn, there's no need for us to fight to the death, right? I came here to see PingAn, not to discuss qualifications with you."

Guo Momo had let go, but Pei Jianguo couldn't.

From the moment they met, it had always been Guo Momo coaxing him. But suddenly, one day, she didn't want him anymore, and the one who was abandoned couldn't get over it.

Watching Guo Momo walking away without any hesitation, Pei Jianguo felt his initial happiness disappear and turn into frustration.

He caught up with her, and in that moment, he had forgotten his original purpose for coming here. He just wanted to see the regretful look on Guo Momo's face.

Had his life really been better without her?

He didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it either.

Seeing her standing silently at the entrance, Pei Jianguo could hear the sounds of children's laughter coming from the courtyard. He could tell that the children from the front yard were playing here too.

But Guo Momo didn't know, she didn't even know that shortly after she left, PingAn regained his health and was no longer mute.

"Why are you standing here hesitating to go in? Do you realize how disgusting your actions were?" Pei Jianguo walked up to her and chuckled. "Guo Momo, when you chose to leave, you should have thought about today. It's been five years, and PingAn no longer remembers you as his mother. But it doesn't matter anyway. A woman who abandoned her husband and child to go abroad, do you think PingAn would hate you if he knew you came back?"

Guo Momo was already feeling uneasy, and Pei Jianguo kept rubbing salt on her wounds, watching her tearful eyes turn red. Suddenly, he felt a sense of satisfaction from seeking revenge.

"I don't need you to judge whether I'm disgusting or not, Pei Jianguo. You will probably never know how disgusting you are yourself!"

After saying these words, Guo Momo walked into the courtyard.

The children in the courtyard were playing basketball, and the basketball was bought by Zhi Xia for them. Pei Yong had hung a homemade basketball hoop on a tree in the courtyard, which attracted many children to come and play.

As the basketball rolled towards the entrance, PingAn grinned and hurriedly went to chase after it, but he collided with someone coming in through the gate.

Although he was young, PingAn had been exercising with Pei Yong for a long time, and coupled with the good food Zhi Xia often gave them, he had a strong physique.

With a sudden collision, he stood his ground, while Guo Momo took two steps back.

"Sorry, Auntie, are you okay?" PingAn's voice still carried the innocence of a child. Pei ChenYe, who had originally disdained playing with a group of children, was tinkering with Uncle's radio at the entrance. When he saw Guo Momo's figure, he immediately walked over.

When Guo Momo left, PingAn was still too young, but he had reached the age of remembering, and he still vividly remembered Guo Momo's face.

And in these past few years, in order to prevent Guo Momo from causing a rift between her and PingAn after she returned, Pei Yong hadn't concealed anything about Guo Momo from him. However, he had always taught him to respect his mother and never belittled her.

"I'm fine." Guo Momo looked at the child in front of her, who appeared to be eight or nine years old and resembled Pei Jianguo, but gave off a completely different feeling.

Her intuition told her that this might be her son, but this child could speak, and she didn't dare to acknowledge it.

PingAn's younger son was only a few months older than Zhixia's son, who could possibly be PingAn's younger six uncle.

"PingAn, Dad is here..."

Pei Jianguo emerged from behind Guo Momo, greeting PingAn gently but casting a provocative glance at Guo Momo.

"Dad," PingAn called out lightly, clearly showing a lack of deep affection for Pei Jianguo.

He picked up the ball and ran back, while Guo Momo's gaze remained fixed on his figure.

So he really is PingAn, and he can talk now!

She immersed herself in joy but didn't know how to bridge the gap with the child.

Pei ChenYe took the ball from PingAn's hand, threw it to his younger brother, and led PingAn into the house.

When they came out again, a hint of confusion appeared in PingAn's cold gaze as he hesitantly walked towards Guo Momo.