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"But I don't like her..." Junjun whispered very softly.
Xiao Qingcang really wanted to tell his son that he didn't like her either, but she was indeed a very suitable candidate for a wife!
"Dad, I think women's words are not to be trusted!"
When Xiao Qingcang thought Little Junjun had fallen asleep, his young and cute voice rang out.
He found it both amusing and heart-wrenching that his son would often blurt out such mature words. "Little kids shouldn't overthink things!"
"I'm not overthinking, I'm stating facts. Little Qianqian said she really liked me, would study with me, but then she stopped coming after a few days!" As he said this, Little Junjun's tears started to fall, and his voice became increasingly nasal.
He felt abandoned, so very pitiful. "Dad, am I not likable, that's why Little Qianqian doesn't want me anymore, and she won't come to see me?"