Little Eldest was momentarily lost in thought upon hearing those words.
Staring blankly at Bo Yanchen, he clearly hadn't expected him to suddenly say such a thing.
The speaker might be unintentional, but the listener takes it to heart.
An unfamiliar emotion suddenly surged in his heart, indescribable, a mix of pride and surprise at being acknowledged, along with the sourness and grievance of not being recognized.
But he couldn't pin down where this grievance came from.
After all, he hadn't wanted to be recognized by him!
After all, to him, Bo Yanchen was dispensable.
Since they could remember, he and his brothers had lived with their mommy, surrounded only by her, always taken care of and cherished by her.
When they were happy, mommy was there with them.
When they were sad, mommy was there with them.
When they were sick, couldn't sleep, learning to eat, learning to talk, learning to walk… it was always just mommy there with them.
As for Daddy…
