Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin exchanged a smile and almost simultaneously bent down to kiss Song Dabai on his little cheek.
"Giggling—" Song Dabai was laughing joyfully.
Looking at this happiness before her, seeing Lu Jihan's affection for their son, how could she believe Song Anqi, that venomous woman's words?
She must not fall for her tricks.
Thinking of this, Song Yinyin felt much better and stopped dwelling on those baseless worries.
.........
The next day, because they had to send off Luolu, Song Dabai got up particularly early.
Song Yinyin was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the father and son.
Holding a small knife, she was peeling an apple, arranging it in a beautiful pattern.
"Wow—"
Naughty Song Dabai suddenly appeared behind her, wanting to give her a little scare.
Song Yinyin was unprepared and jolted in fright, accidentally cutting a small cut on her finger with the knife.
