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At dusk, Song Jinze and Song Yuchen were busy in the kitchen, while Ye Zhenzhen sat resting in a chair nearby, holding a plate of peeled pomelo and slowly eating it.
Watching the clumsy way the father and son were picking vegetables, she wanted to laugh but held it in.
After all, the father-son duo was working so hard, and they had forced her to rest. It wouldn't be right for her to laugh at them.
Thinking it over, she broke off a small piece of pomelo and offered it to Song Yuchen. "Son, would you like some pomelo?"
The little guy nodded. "Yes, Mom, feed me."
After eating a small piece of the sweet fruit, Song Yuchen kept praising its flavor. "The pomelo Mom peeled is so tasty and sweet."
Ye Zhenzhen's beautiful eyes flickered. "Your dad is the one who peeled the pomelo."
She went back to her chair to continue eating the pomelo, not even glancing at the man.
The little guy smiled and said, "Oh, then let me say it again, the pomelo Mom feeds me is so sweet!"
