On the way back, the sky was overcast, as if it were about to rain at any moment.
In the distance, cows on the field embankment were grazing, and the little guy suddenly remembered something important. He stealthily glanced at his dad's expression and then at his mom.
After walking a few steps, he reached out and tugged at Ye Zhenzhen's hand, "Mommy~"
Song Jinze followed behind him and asked, "Song Yuchen, do you want Mommy to carry you again?"
Song Yuchen was taken aback, not expecting his dad to say that at all, and quickly shook his head, "No!"
Ye Zhenzhen glanced at Song Jinze, "He's still a child; don't always speak to him in such a cold tone."
Song Jinze was at a loss, "I... Do I?"
Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyes, mimicking the way Song Jinze had just looked at Xiao Chen, and said in a cold voice, "What do you think?"
For a moment, even the domineering and indifferent President Song didn't know what to say.
Did he really do that?
