"I'm curious! Mom, you're so strong-willed that even Xiao Anxiong couldn't control you! Who would you have fallen for? Why wasn't it my father? Then how was I born?"
"Of course, you're my child with your father! Did you think you jumped out from a crack in a rock?" Mrs. Xiao chuckled.
"Then how did my father die?"
"The Viana disaster, he died in battle." Mrs. Xiao looked out of the window, seemingly reluctant to talk more about Xiao Tonghao's father.
"Oh, Mommy! Is my father like this?" Xiao Tonghao took out his phone, showing a photo to Mrs. Xiao.
Mrs. Xiao stared at the photo with wide eyes, "You! How do you have this photo!! Ah! How do you have it!! You touched my things! Who allowed you to touch them!!"
Xiao Tonghao was surprised by his mother's reaction, "Mommy, I thought you passed away these past few years! So I packed your things and put them away!"
"Where's the photo! Where's the photo! Why couldn't I find it!!"
