The atmosphere in the room grew grave. Mo Huawen was shocked. After a while, he smiled. "Why do you all want me to remarry? Even you are telling me this. Your mother only passed away less than two years ago..." He raised his wine cup and drained it, his smile growing bitter.

The words rushed out of her mouth, "Father, Mother will understand and she will not blame you. She held my hand then and told me that if there is a good girl, you should marry her. Just remember not to ...