Yu Ziqian widened his eyes and asked seriously, "So, tell me, what's really going on between you and my mom?"
"Your mom and I are together because of our feelings for each other. Also, don't tell your mom about this for now; let's keep it our secret," Yu Jingchen instructed.
Yu Ziqian wiped away his falling tears, his little face dirty like a little kitten. "Since you say you know An Ning, why haven't you told her? The more you keep it from her, the more it shows you've hurt her before."
Yu Jingchen felt embarrassed; it seems that one cannot afford to have any blemishes, otherwise explaining it later becomes difficult.
Yu Jingchen glared at his son again, "Just listen to me without asking why for now."
"Why?"
"Shut up," Yu Jingchen interrupted the child harshly.
For such a mischievous child, you really can't show even a bit of softness.
Yu Ziqian pouted with grievance, "Dad, why are you being mean to me too? I'm really scared."
