"That's right, Xiao Yuan. Even though you're only ten, you should be sensible. If your parents don't remarry, you'll only have your Mom and no father in the future.
"You miss your father so much, so you shouldn't want to lose him, right? If you don't want to lose him, you must ask your father to agree to remarry your mother, alright?"
Mr. Zhong, who was fat and had lost his hair over the crown, looked amiable, but his words were full of guidance.
Apparently, they knew that Zhong Qingran took the initiative to propose to remarry and failed, so they targeted Du Jingyuan instead.
Du Jingyuan still lowered his head and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, a trace of annoyance flashed through Zhong Qingran's eyes, but she had to pretend to be a loving mother on the outside.
"Yuan, Grandpa and Grandma are talking to you. How can you not answer them? You're being rude."
