Jin Yan has always known that her son is precocious.
Regarding his father's situation, she hasn't deliberately hidden it, nor has she told him everything, but she felt her clever son would definitely sense something.
If her son hadn't matured so early, she could have chosen not to tell him.
But when it came to telling Chenmo, she didn't know how to broach the subject.
At dinner, Jin Yan thoughtfully kept serving Little Chenmo food, opening her mouth to speak but closing it again, in a state of hesitation, her words stuck in her throat.
After countless attempts by Jin Yan to speak, Little Chenmo put down his bowl and held his chin in his small hand: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."
Jin Yan, who was eating, was taken aback by the slight choking.
She coughed twice, finished her meal, and wiped her mouth with a napkin: "It's actually nothing, just about the guest who came today."
Little Chenmo looked at her: "You want to tell me, that was my dad, right."
