Lian Xinying chose to automatically ignore his cold and arrogant aura, bending down to pull the little dumpling to his feet.
"The ground is dirty, don't touch the floor."
"Oh, Mommy, wash hands hands." Xiaocheng willingly stretched out his little paws, his simplicity and cuteness endearing.
Yan Ye was very pleased, the little rascal actually knew to wash his hands.
But his pleasure soon vanished.
Lian Xinying frowned, scolding the little guy, "Mommy knows, you just want to play in the water!"
Lian Xinying held Xiaocheng to wash his hands, and then the family of three sat down.
Yan Ye picked up the menu and began to order.
Lian Xinying hung her head, looking dejected.
After Yan Ye finished ordering, his first words were, "Lian Yucheng."
Even though it was clearly Xiaocheng he was calling, Lian Xinying abruptly lifted her head to look at Yan Ye.
How did he know Xiaocheng's full name?
Heart racing, pulse pounding!
