Upon hearing this, Qiao Changshun, who was already quite confused, felt his mind go whirling into a blank nothingness.
Qiao Dami's unintentional remark was like a sharp dagger, ruthlessly plunging into his chest.
They had been married for over ten years, but he would never again see that familiar figure at home…
Wiping his eyes, he slowly got up and limped towards the kitchen, "You two siblings go ahead and eat, I need to step out for a moment."
Confused, Qiao Dami, his hand on the table while holding a vegetable bun that he was about to stuff into his mouth asked, "Sister, what's wrong with Dad?"
"Nothing, let's eat our dinner." Qiao Xiaomai took the vegetable bun from his hand, instead stuffing him a piece of green bean cake, "Eat this, leave the vegetable bun for Dad."
Qiao Dami's sensibilities made her heartache. Such a small child, yet able to restrain himself to only eating one piece; what hardships had he experienced?