It's just that he realized his mom seemed particularly fond of him. If she didn't really, really like him, it would be impossible to frequently call out his name in dreams.
Even after abandoning someone, what's there to like.
It wasn't until he met Tao Siran that he discovered this bad dad of his wasn't as ruthless and unfeeling as he had imagined.
Little Chenmo pouted, carefully climbed out of bed, put on his tiny slippers, and silently left his room.
He opened the door and went to the room where Tao Siran was. Seeing Tao Siran seemingly asleep on the bed, he snorted coldly.
Walking to the bed, his childish voice sternly addressed Tao Siran, who seemed asleep, "Get up, I know you're not asleep."
Indeed, Tao Siran wasn't sleeping.
He opened his eyes and sat up slowly, but showed no embarrassment at being caught by a child.
He had witnessed just how smart this son of his was.
He looked at Little Chenmo and asked, "Where's your mom?"
