CHAPTER 22: CHAPTER 22: WORDS THAT SHOCK OR DIE TRYING

"Well..."

Song Dabai tilted his little head, furrowing his brows like thin crescent moons, his small hand pinching his chin in deep thought for a moment.

Suddenly, his brows shot up, and his eyes lit up, "Of course we need to find someone who’s one hundred percent good for my mommy. My mommy says one, he won’t dare say two, and also very strong, a tall, rich, and handsome man who can protect her!"

Truly, his words are striking.

Wen Duoduo couldn’t help but laugh through her tears, "Dabai, where did you learn all this stuff? You even know to find someone who’s obedient to your mommy and can protect her as a tall, rich, and handsome man?!"

"Of course, from here. Everything’s in this." Song Dabai shrugged indifferently, shaking the tablet in his hand.

The two were still chatting when the apartment door opened, and Song Yinyin walked in carrying a pack of Yoo Yogurt, which Song Dabai loves to drink.

"Mommy, you’re back!"

Song Dabai got up and pounced forward, hugging Song Yinyin’s thigh, "Mommy, I was very good today, I ate pasta with my godmother, and her pasta was super tasty... Oh right, I also helped my godmother with a livestream, I pretended to be a little ghost, lots of uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters liked me..."

The little guy talked a lot, except for the part where he tried helping Song Yinyin find a husband.

This little rascal...

Wen Duoduo listened on the side, not daring to say much.

Song Yinyin took her son to bathe, then used a blow dryer to dry his hair; the little one lay on her lap and soon fell asleep.

After carrying her son into the bedroom, Song Yinyin came out feeling exhausted, and let out a long sigh.

"Did things go smoothly at the Song Family today?" Wen Duoduo asked.

"Don’t even start. Ran into a narcissist; left without even seeing Song Huaizhong." Song Yinyin said with a pout, sinking into the sofa and sulking slightly.

"A narcissist? Who?"

Song Yinyin shook her head, "Just a guest of the Song Family, definitely up to no good!"

"A guy?"

"Yep."

"Is he handsome?"

"...Okay, I guess."

"How old is he?"

"Looks no more than thirty, maybe even younger."

Wen Duoduo asked a bunch of questions in one breath, eventually drawing a conclusion: "Back then, Angie did everything she could to steal Yan Kejun from you, but didn’t end up with him; I bet she’s hooked on a big fish now!"

A big fish?

Song Yinyin’s mind conjured up the man’s handsome yet sinister face, which had a dangerous aura. She still remembers how in that luxurious nanny van, the man pressed that thing against her...

Despicable!

She pouted and groaned, "What big fish, he’s a shameless pervert!"

Wen Duoduo sensed something was off from her tone and quickly quipped, "Oh, did I guess right? Hey, who is this guy that Angie would ditch Yan Kejun for? Wait, did he do something to you?"

Wen Duoduo, like a curious cat, fired off many questions at once, making Song Yinyin unable to cope, and she had to shout: "Stop!"

She raised her hands in surrender, "Enough questions, let’s talk business. Can you help me watch Dabai again tomorrow?"

Wen Duoduo rolled her eyes, always changing the subject when things got interesting.

"Can I say no?"

"Of course not! Beautiful Duoduo, please help me one more time, just this once."

Song Yinyin hugged Wen Duoduo’s arm tightly, coaxing and pleading, not forgetting to blink her eyes twice.