Your father always has been the…’best’. He always took care of you, gave you food, water, helped aid to your injuries, yet…he did sometimes ignore you to be a mentor to MK. He did still love you! It’s just that whenever you asked how you were made, who your mother was, and just HOW an immortal Monkey King was your father? He would go dead silent, get annoyed, huff, before saying:

”WELL, kid, it’s private.”

Yet you’d keep investigating. You’d keep searching for clues on why you had no mother. It’s just that Sun Wukong knew. He knew you wouldn’t handle the truth, right?

…

Eventually, Wukong was currently eating an immortality peach like usual, tossing one towards your hands.

“Eat up, kiddo!”