After hanging up the phone, Lian Xinying got busy.
When Yan Ye left the house, Xiaocheng tried to follow him.
Yan Ye wasn't used to taking him out at night, he usually went to bed early, and if he took him out, he would have to go to bed late.
"I'll be back soon," he said.
Yan Ye pried his little paws open.
"I know you're going to find mom!" Xiaocheng had not seen his mother for a while, so he was a bit angry.
Watching his son's face turn red with agitation, Yan Ye felt a headache coming on.
"Your mom said she's very busy, I'm going to see what she's busy with. If I take you, it will disturb her," Yan Ye explained, scooting his son back into the house, "Go inside."
After huffing a few times, Xiaocheng turned his little body and muttered to himself, "Mom doesn't want me anymore, dad doesn't care about me either... I'm a child no one dotes on..."
Yan Ye: "..."
