Good Mother

"This child sure knows how to speak nonsense, haha..."

Song Rui rubbed his hands and smiled in an awkward yet polite manner. "Mr. Huo, please don't lower yourself to the level of a child. Yaoyao is—" 

"I wasn't talking nonsense!"

"It's fine."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

As soon as they spoke, Song Rui's lips twitched. It took a lot of control to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

From the looks of it, Mr. Huo cares about Yaoyao a lot.

"Gege~ I don't want to leave~ Can you bear to see me leave?"

Song Yaoyao gently tugged on the corner of his shirt, her lips so pouted that she could hang something from it. Grunting like a little creature, she added, "Also, if I go home, I'm going to be bullied. Mrs. Song dislikes me so much that it's unclear whether she may get physical and hit me."