Wen Nianyou chuckled, "How could I do anything rash? I've been helping Dad keep his lips sealed about this matter. Mom doesn't know anything."
"Cough, your mom's health isn't good, you really shouldn't talk recklessly in front of her."
"Ah, Dad, I'm in a tough spot too. On one hand, I feel sorry for Mom, and on the other hand, I also feel sorry for you. Ever since Mom got sick, you two have... Now that you have a considerate and tender woman taking care of you, being with you, I can understand."
Wen Xingye's expression relaxed, "Do you really not blame me?"
"What's there to blame you for? You were compelled by circumstances. Mom's been sick for many years, and her health is no longer good, while you are still so young and extremely healthy. Of course, you still need a woman. It's only human nature. Dad, you don't need to feel guilty."
