"What, are you jealous?" Jian Anning laughed, "Yeah, I really like your mom, how about letting me have her?"
"Letting you have her is not possible, at most I can share her with you halfway!" Hearing her praise his mother, Yu Zexiao felt quite pleased. He rubbed his nose against her neck, like a kitten begging its master for affection.
"Hmph, next time, if he treats you like that again, when we have kids in the future, we won't let the kids recognize him!" Yu Zexiao was really fed up with this father, always having conflicts with him since childhood. How could he get along well with him now when he even doubted her like this?
