Beibei raised his head and implored, "Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?"
He sounded so confident earlier on, but suddenly he became so meek and timid. He stole a furtive glance at Ming Ansheng.
He really neglected Beibei over these years.
Ming Ansheng felt guilty and he lifted Beibei. "Sure."
Beibei smiled happily and rested his face on Ming Ansheng's shoulders.
They left the room and Beibei asked, "Daddy, my stepmother doesn't like you?"
He stared at Ming Ansheng with his huge eyes.
Ming Ansheng frowned. "You're a child, don't ask so much."
Beibei pursed his lips and placed his chin on Ming Ansheng's shoulders. He softly uttered, "I went to search online. If a man smokes a lot, it's usually because of women or money problems. But Daddy, you're so rich, so you must be troubled over a woman."
It rendered Ming Ansheng speechless…
Do children search for such a thing these days? He was only eight years old.
