The baby waved his chubby hand and stuffed the half-eaten teething stick into his mouth. After confirming it was delicious, he continued to eat as he babbled happily.
Song Ning patted the baby's head. "Baby, you're so obedient."
Mu Chen reached out and stroked Song Ning's hair. "You've suffered. I really wish I can stay here and not leave. The baby misses you too."
Song Ning reached out to hug Mu Chen and the baby. "Let's wait a little longer. When the time is right, I'll return. We have to think of the other members of the Mu family. We can't push them into the storm."
Mu Chen was a little helpless. "Song Ning, you have too many people and things in your heart. You don't care about yourself, me, or the baby."
Song Ning ignored his complaints and went to check on the soup and the other dishes she had made. She said with a smile, "The food will be ready soon. We can eat soon."
