Jiang Ye probably heard only the word "Mommy," selectively ignoring the "Lu" before it.
Thus, when he heard it, he felt a chill from his head to his toes in an instant.
"Mommy?" he murmured.
Then he laughed.
It was a laugh that was truly unsettling.
"Lu Jing, she's calling you 'Mommy'?
Good!
Very good!
Extremely good!"
Lu Jing furrowed his brows tightly:
"Enough, Jiang Ye. Can't you speak properly?"
He actually felt quite uncomfortable.
The incident from the past indeed was a hurdle they could never get over in this lifetime!
So, each mention was like forcefully tearing open a deep wound in his heart.
His throat tightened as he continued:
"Of course, I haven't congratulated you yet on having such a lovely daughter!"
He spoke with sarcasm.
Lu Jing's face turned cold, and she didn't want to linger any longer:
"Well, thank you for your congratulations. Can you let go now? We need to leave!"
