"Mommy, your singing is so nice."
In the manor, Xiao Bao sat on Jun Shiling's lap and watched the variety program of "Singer". He felt that Mommy sang much better than the teachers in kindergarten. "Daddy, don't you think so?"
"Mm, it's nice." Jun Shiling shifted his gaze from Xia Wanyuan, who was shining brightly on the television, to his son, who was hopping happily on his lap. "Great-grandfather missed you. I'll send you to Great-grandfather's house tomorrow."
"Alright, then Daddy, you have to take good care of Mommy."
Xia Wanyuan, who was eating a watermelon, looked up. When Xiao Bao did not see her, she glared at Jun Shiling, who smiled.
The next morning, Xia Wanyuan woke up very early. Although there was nothing else to do in the production team of "Moon As Frost", the matter of the embroidery workshop had not been settled. She had to go to the company.
"I'll send you there."
"Okay."
