Ruan Qingling said, "That's because she said she saved Dad when he was in danger, and she is Dad's savior."

Ya Ya didn't understand. Did her savior have to sit next to her?

"Does your savior have to marry Dad? Doesn't Dad have me and you? Mom has a younger brother and sister in her belly, doesn't Dad want them all?"

The child's question left everyone present stunned.

Ruan Qingling said, "This question shouldn't be asked of Mom, but Dad. However, he can't give us the answer we want right now."

Mu Wanzhu snorted inwardly, thinking that Ruan Qingling at least had some self-awareness.

Otherwise, she would make sure Ruan Qingling left Song Shiting crying.

Ya Ya looked at Song Shiting.

Song Shiting refused to answer the question, nor did he mention marrying Mu Wanzhu.

Song Xingming quickly changed the subject and asked, "Yaya, don't you like chicken legs? Here's a chicken leg, your favorite. Grandpa will get you one."

But Ya Ya, who was obsessed with the answer, insisted on having one, and wouldn't do it if she didn't get one.

"I don't want that, I want my dad to answer me."

She stared intently at Song Shiting.

Song Shiting had a terrible headache from her gaze.

This time it really hurt.

How can I tell this lovely daughter that what he's saying now isn't true?

Mu Wanzhu was also looking at Song Shiting, wanting to know how he viewed the matter.

Is he going to marry me?

Their relationship has always been ambiguous and unclear.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say, "Brother Jun, what are you thinking? Why don't you tell the child?"