"Yours, yours, your son, take him away. Mo and I have been playing the role of parents, looking after him for so long. He's grown all chubby and white, what more do you want?"
Luo Qianqian couldn't help but roll her eyes. Honestly, she thought these people had a bit too wild of an imagination. At least she couldn't imagine the possibility of this child being hers.
After all, when her sisters-in-law gave birth, they went through all sorts of check-ups, terrified of any issues. Is she a seer who can predict her own child being safe?
Looking at Lin Jiayou's face, filled with disdain, she remarked, "This is the elixir for bathing, this is the baby formula, and this is the water he drinks."
