Lian Xinying's lips twitched, a temple ached as she said to Ji Fan in the driver's seat, "Why did you bring him along?"
After she spoke, she opened the rear car door and got in.
"Why can't I bring him? It was you who insisted on having the kid," Ji Fan retorted lightly before saying seriously, "Starting today, you're no longer a student. Welcome to this...crazy society."
When Ji Fan said "crazy," he raised his eyebrows.
This life was indeed quite crazy.
Lian Xinying watched her son drooling, his little paws waving vigorously in her direction, and felt a bit of chaos in her mind.
"Mommy...hug!" The little bundle of joy, strapped to the child safety seat, saw his mother so close yet couldn't touch her, and felt incredibly wronged.
That little pouty mouth quivered.
His big watery eyes stared unblinkingly at Lian Xinying.
With pursed red lips, Lian Xinying put her backpack down and then picked up her son.
