Chapter 28

　　No one dared to step forward. 　　Bien watched John Jiang's abdomen bleeding. He cried in shock. 　　When he loosened his grip, he wanted to retreat, but John Jiang held his hand. 　　"Bien, as long as you can relieve your hatred, I don’t care if you stab me a few more times." His eyes were misty, and he held Bien's little hand and touched his face. 　　Bien shook his head and cried loudly. "I want my mother! I want her back!" 　　John Jiang's heart ached uncontrollably. He held Bien tightly in his arms. 　　They say time can heal all wounds, but three years has done nothing to dilute the strong emotions that John Jiang felt in his heart. 　　Angelica Su took up a huge space in his heart. When she left, it felt like there was a huge gaping hole in it. 　　If it hadn’t been for Bien, he might have followed her to the grave. 　　John Jiang looked at his son who was now sleeping on the bed, with melancholy eyes. 　　For three years, Bien