Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!

Chapter 1391 - 1432: Daddy Lied, Does Mommy Not Want An’an Anymore?

"How was school today?" he asked.

The little guy looked at him, probably unsure how to answer the question.

Jun Moyan then said, "Are you happy?"

The little guy’s eyelashes drooped, and he didn’t speak, not giving Jun Moyan the answer he had just given Qing Yi.

Jun Moyan reached out and brought the little guy into his arms, letting him sit on his lap.

"Does An’an not like kindergarten?" he asked as gently as possible.

The little guy looked at him, then lowered his head, first shaking it, then nodding.

"Tell Daddy, is it because you don’t like the kindergarten? Do the other kids bully you?"

The little guy hung his head and still didn’t speak.

"Hmm?" Jun Moyan leaned closer, gently rubbing the tip of his finger on the little guy’s soft cheek.

"I don’t like it," the little guy said.

"Why don’t you like it? Is someone bullying you?"

"An’an wants Mommy," the little guy lifted his little head and looked at Jun Moyan, his eyes meeting his.

He was nervously scared, yet also hopeful, his little hands anxiously gripping a lollipop, unsure of what Jun Moyan’s reaction would be the next second.

Jun Moyan was stunned, the motion of rubbing the little one’s cheek gradually came to a halt.

The little guy looked at Jun Moyan who remained silent, only watching him, and bravely continued, "Other kids have moms, only An’an doesn’t."

Jun Moyan snapped back, looked at the little guy, and asked, "Is it because Mommy hasn’t picked up An’an, and the other kids haven’t seen An’an’s mom, so they’re bullying An’an about it?"

"No, An’an just wants Mommy."

Jun Moyan fell silent for a moment, unable to speak, only his hand gently rubbing the little one’s face.

He looked at the little guy, speechless, as if not knowing how to respond to him.

The little guy looked at him, unsure whether it was out of fear or something else, his little mouth began to quiver, and his eyes became red along with his nose.

Seeing that the little guy seemed about to cry, Jun Moyan hurriedly half-spoke and half-consoled, "Didn’t Daddy tell An’an? Mommy is at her own house, she’s sick, that’s why she hasn’t been able to come back. Once she gets better, she’ll come back."

Initially, he would always say this to the little guy, harboring hope in his own heart too.

Later, gradually, he stopped saying it, and this year he even forbade the little guy from asking.

Whenever the little guy mentioned anything about Wen Xiao’ai, he would either show a cold face or remain silent, anyway, he wouldn’t talk to him, using his gaze to forbid him from asking.

This year was the first time he spoke so calmly about Mommy to the little guy, like he used to,

Perhaps because Jun Moyan didn’t get angry, the little guy’s courage suddenly grew, and he immediately retorted with a cry in his voice, "Dad is lying."

"Other kids’ moms and dads live with them, why doesn’t An’an’s mom live with Dad and An’an, does Mommy not want An’an anymore, or does she not want Dad anymore either, boo hoo..." the little guy cried.

"Where is Mommy’s house? What’s her illness, is it serious, is she in pain, there are hospitals here too, there are doctors here too, Uncle Mu Han is very skilled, can we go and bring her back, An’an will be very obedient, can take care of Mommy..."

The more the little guy cried, the more heartbroken he became, tears streaming down.

Jun Moyan watched the little guy crying so sadly, not expecting him to say such things.

Hearing his sensible words, Jun Moyan’s heart ached painfully, his face turning somewhat pale.