Jian Yufei was speechless, and then she chuckled and flicked his nose with her finger.
"That's different. What you're talking about are two different concepts, one is romantic love and the other is familial love. You're always thinking about protecting mommy because you're my son; we have a blood relationship. But with your daddy, that's romantic love. Romantic love and familial love are different."
Ansel was a bit confused. Although he was smart, he really didn't know anything about romantic love.
"Is that so? But it's all affection, right? Shouldn't affection be the same? If daddy has romantic feelings for that woman, he would also want to protect her all the time, wouldn't he?"
Jian Yufei couldn't help but ask with anticipation, "How do you know that your daddy has no feelings for her?"
Ansel took out his phone again, opened the video he had recorded, and handed it over to her.
