Feng Xiaochen continued to say, "Mommy is beautiful, knows how to cook, and treats Xiaochen so well. When Xiaochen grows, I will marry Mommy!"
"Silly child, you can't say such things." Yu Fei did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Feng Xiaochen pouted and said seriously, "I'm not talking nonsense. Mommy is good! In the past, there were many aunties around Daddy who wanted to be my Mommy. They all wanted to please me, but I knew that they didn't really like me. But Mommy is different from them."
The four-year-old boy blinked his big eyes and said in a childish voice, "Mommy really likes me. I know that."
