Xia Molin's complexion was terrible, his eyes deeply sunken, making him look like he had just climbed out of a pile of corpses.
Could it be from excessive indulgence? Xia Yuxun thought quite impurely, then obediently sat down, "Cough cough, actually that... Dad, you don't have to tell me, I already know!"
"You knew?" Xia Molin's voice clearly trembled.
"I think you've really had a tough time over the years, so whatever decision you make, I will support it. I believe this is also what Mom would have wanted!" Xia Yuxun said earnestly.
Dad is a good man, but, she knew, actually, Mom didn't love him, yet Dad still stayed with Mom for so many years.
She really hoped that one day Dad could find happiness of his own. So, if Dad wanted to remarry, she would bless him.
Xia Molin, in agony, clutched his head, "You knew, you actually knew all along... why didn't you leave? Why didn't you go find him?"
