It's rare for the little fellow to have something he likes, like other normal children who like toys. How could Jun Moyan say anything about him? He's eager for him to buy more to play with.
"Huh? Daddy knows?" The little fellow unwittingly furrowed his little brows, looking somewhat unhappy.
"Yes, what's wrong? Can't you tell Daddy about this? Is An'an worried that Daddy will say something because you're using Uncle Qing Yi's money? He won't. The money from Uncle Qing Yi is given by Daddy, and what belongs to Daddy is An'an's too. So An'an is using his own money. If An'an weren't too young and unable to manage and use it properly, Daddy would have already given An'an money to manage and spend himself." Qing Yi coaxed.
The little fellow fell silent again. He actually wanted to say that he bought all these toys for his mom, and he didn't want Daddy to know, because he was afraid Daddy would be sad.
