When Xiajun Yanli heard his son's words, he almost lost control of his car and immediately stepped on the brakes.
Stunned, he turned around in astonishment to look at Xiajun Zihao. "Hao'er, why do you think this way?"
"Daddy's wife is Mummy, but Daddy lost Mummy. I want to find a younger sister to be my wife. I will grow up together with my younger sister, so I won't lose her."
Hearing his son's words, Xiajun Yanli's heart ached. An air of sadness enveloped his body. This child had always been very mature and never made him worry. However, it was not a coincidence that his child said such things. He must have known something.
He had always thought that it would be enough if he focused on giving all his love to his child. However, he realized that a child needed a mother's love as well. That was how much he yearned for his mother.
Actually, his child was not wrong. He had really lost his mother.
