Mo Beiyan listened to this "but," squinting his eyes, "Master Ran, what exactly do you want to say?"
"There are some things we cannot control, but at least we should control what we can."
"So?"
Tong Ran tightened her grip on the glass, her fingertips turning white, "I hope you can explain to Chennchenn; he's most attached to you and listens to you the most. Speak to him properly, he's an understanding child, he'll eventually understand."
"What do you want me to explain?" Mo Beiyan leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees, "Tell him I'm not his daddy, and he's not born from you and me?"
"Tell him he has a dad, you're his uncle," Tong Ran raised her head, "Explain to him that his biological father didn't abandon him on purpose... Anyway, tell him everything you can. He may not understand the explanation yet, but I feel it's time for him to know."
Mo Beiyan lightly tapped his forefinger on the coffee table, "And after that?"
