"You're already a mother, why are you still acting like a child?" Qiao Yuan patted her hand and held it to make her behave. "Why are you bullying a child?"
Song Yiyan pouted. "Mom, you don't love me anymore. Do you not love me anymore now that you have the baby? I'm your daughter, okay?"
Seeing that she had finally regained her vitality, Qiao Yuan was relieved. She smiled and said, "How old are you? You still have the cheek to compete with my grandson."
Song Yiyan held her arm. "Didn't you say that no matter how old I am, I'm still yours?"
Qiao Yuan smiled dotingly, unable to do anything about her. "Yes, you're a baby, a big baby."
Just as Song Yiyan and Qiao Yuan reached the corridor, they saw Song Shu rushing out. Ji Xing, who was behind him, was afraid that he would fall because of his haste, so he followed behind.
Qiao Yuan asked, "Dad, where are you going?"
Why was he in such a hurry? She had never seen her father in such a hurry.
