On the way back, the girl held a jar of wild honey in her arms.
She pursed her lips, deep in thought.
Qiao Si also lost her mother when she was young, why didn't Mr. Qiao arrange a marriage for her?
All these years, Shen Hua had actually been deceiving herself.
She told herself that Shen Wei was good.
She also told herself that Shen Wei was in his prime and it was proper for him to remarry.
But the girl looked up, her eyes filled with confusion: "Why can't my Daddy do what other Daddies can?"
Shen Hua asked softly: "Does he truly love Mama, or did he love her but can easily give that love to someone else?"
Cui Yun paused. His throat tightened.
"What do you think?"
She looked bewildered, clutching tightly at Cui Yun's sleeve, leaning towards him in slight panic, just to draw a bit of warmth. Her fingertips turned white: "I don't know."
She was just late in realizing, it seemed like she never really understood Shen Wei.
