Li Guifen wasn't suspicious, but how can this be? It's time to separate the beds.
Oh, otherwise, how can we have more children.
Li Guifen first let Song Ling go to sleep. After he left, she pulled Lin Qiao aside to talk, "You can't just indulge Tingfan completely, little girls shouldn't be spoiled."
"He knows what to do, once she turns three, they'll separate."
Lin Qiao wasn't worried that Song Tingfan would spoil the child indefinitely, he remembered the child would turn three in two months, so he had plans in mind.
Upon hearing this, Li Guifen breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled at a thought, "Earlier your sister-in-law teased Yu'er, asking if she liked dad or mom, she said both, but didn't like mom a bit for grabbing her dad and her snacks."
Whatever Song Tingfan had, he always gave it to Lin Qiao first. Cough, Lin Qiao would eat and then the child would get some, she felt a bit embarrassed, "Cough, she can't eat it."
