"Daddy will be free tomorrow. I will treat you and your sister to a meal." Cheng Kaiyuan didn't seem to notice Cheng Qingyun's dejection. "Qi, I'm free tomorrow at noon."
Cheng Qi said plainly, "And Bobo, he's coming too."
Cheng Kaiyuan was taken aback. "Bobo? which son of mine is that?"
Cheng Qi said, "The one whose mother looks like Marilyn Monroe."
Cheng Kaiyuan patted his head and suddenly recalled, he couldn't help but shake his head. "Ah, Marilyn. Sigh, speaking of which, this child looks very similar to his mother. I met her in America. Sigh, I wonder how she's doing now."
Cheng Qi said, "She died a long time ago."
