Chen Zhi asked strangely, "Mom, how do you know he doesn't have a mother instead of a father?"
"I remember reading a news article a while back that said his mother had died. But I've never heard anything about his father."
Chen's mother, not usually one to talk much, began speaking more enthusiastically, "You meet more people outside, and you know more than I do. Do you think his father is still around?"
Chen Zhi didn't want to talk about Si Ye at all. She took the magazine from her mother's hand and put it aside.
"Mom, whether he has parents or not is none of our business. Let's go to sleep; your health isn't good, and you shouldn't stay up too late."
Chen's mother wanted to say more but could only sigh and stop.
Both mother and daughter laid down in bed. Chen Zhi reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, turned her back to her mother, and her eyes stayed wide open.
She had met An Yichen today, and she couldn't calm her emotions down even now.
