"I can only repeat myself," Yan Renzhong said. He was leaning against the doorframe while cradling Song Yaya in his arms. "What's wrong?"
"I didn't hear any of these before," Song Xiaoling snapped, her face contorted in fury. "How can you just bring a stranger into... Into Yaya's life? What if he does something harmful to her?"
Yan Renzhong arched a brow at his stepsister.
"Jingwei is not a stranger," he said. "And he is most definitely not a dangerous person. I wish for them to get to know each other. After all, I plan to be with Jingwei for a long time."
Song Xiaoling scoffed.
"The last time you were together, you two didn't last that long. Don't you think you are being too optimistic here?"
"Papa, Papa..."
Song Yaya tugged at Yan Renzhong's collar.
"Papa, I am hungry..."
"Yaya, you just ate breakfast," Song Xiaoling reminded the little girl.
"But..."
Song Yaya squirmed unhappily.