"Am I very unlikeable, so Dad doesn't want me?" Little Zheng suddenly said.
"No, it's because your dad is someone else." Ye Shengge sighed. "Your mom made a mistake."
He thought for a bit and said, "That must be it. Dad wouldn't dislike me."
"That's right." Ye Shengge smiled. "You're so cute that I would want you to be my son."
Little Zheng wrinkled his nose and retorted, "No. Mom will be very sad if I become your son."
Ye Shengge couldn't help chuckling. "Seems like you like me."
The boy blushed and stammered, "No… No way. You scolded my mom that day."
"Does that mean you hate me?" Ye Shengge sighed.
"Not… Not really," he explained. "I know Mom did something wrong first. I can't blame you. You're fine too."
Although he didn't know much about many things, he could still feel the kindness and malice of others.
Ye Shengge smiled.
