Yan Ye certainly couldn't tell his son the truth.
Otherwise, he would lose too much face!
Moreover, if his son found out that his dad had actually been bullied by bad guys, he would probably cry out of anger.
"Dad just had a fall," Yan Ye explained casually, "It'll be fine in a few days, so don't worry."
"Oh... Dad, you're so careless! From now on, you have to walk properly, you can't walk with your eyes closed!" Xiaocheng patiently reminded him, his courage returning because Yan Ye had just said he'd be fine in a few days, "Dad, where's my mom? Grandpa told me not to ask you! Grandpa is really strange!"
This question was indeed a headache.
He couldn't hurt his son's feelings, but deceiving him was useless as well.
Because at his son's age, he could remember some things.
"Son, your previous mom..."
"Um... my mom Yingying!" Xiaocheng immediately replied.
"Might have been a... fake mom." Yan Ye had a hard time saying this.
