CHAPTER 27: CHAPTER 27: LOSING TEMPER OUTSIDE THE MARRIAGE AGENCY

Within the True Love Marriage Agency, the uniform female employees were captivated by a little boy.

The kawaii duckbill cap rested atop his fluffy, slightly curled mushroom-like hair, paired with a British-style plaid shirt on top, denim overalls and little black leather shoes below; his round, pudgy face was adorned with big, black, shiny eyes.

Clearly a little boy, yet his eyelashes were as long as a little girl’s, curled and lifted, accompanied by a petite nose bridge and rosy little mouth; he was simply like a character straight out of a comic, his whole body radiating a glow.

"Wow, he’s so cute, truly beautiful—prettier than girls even, makes you just want to pinch him."

The little guy wasn’t pleased, crossing his chubby arms, haughtily saying, "I’m a boy, you can’t say I’m pretty!"

"Oh, he’s unhappy about being called pretty, hehehe. Little brother, what are you doing here?"

Song Dabai, being naturally sociable, tilted his smiling face and blinked cutely, "I’m here to register my mommy for a matchmaking session."

Off to the side, Wen Duoduo was startled, feeling her scalp go numb.

The little guy dragged her out early in the morning, heading straight to the marriage agency, leaving her puzzled about his intentions; suddenly, she heard him uttering such a sentence.

She quickly covered his mouth, pulling him over to the corner.

"Dabai, do you have a death wish? If your mommy finds out you secretly registered her for matchmaking, you’re definitely in big trouble!"

Wen Duoduo exaggeratedly threatened.

Just as her words dropped, a woman’s voice soared from behind: "Wen Duoduo! Song Dabai! What are you two doing here?!"

"..." The duo shivered from being startled.

Why does speaking of someone always seem to make them appear?

This is bad...

Song Yinyin, face flushed with anger, stomped over to her son, "Song Dabai, what nonsense are you up to?!"

The little guy puckered his rosy lips, looking exceedingly pitiful.

Wen Duoduo quickly grasped Song Yinyin’s arm, trying to soothe her, "Why are you being so harsh, Dabai is grown up, seeing other kids have dads, he must want a dad, come on..."

"What dad? He doesn’t have a dad!"

Song Yinyin had just endured frustration from Song Anqi, and now seeing her son causing trouble outside, even going so far as to register for matchmaking on her behalf, she was instantly infuriated.

Upon hearing he doesn’t have a dad, the little guy couldn’t hold back anymore, scrunching his little face and starting to sniffle.

The female employees at the marriage agency saw, and all were moved with compassion, some finding tissues to wipe his face, others fetching toys to cheer him up.

Yet only Song Yinyin was there, her chest constantly heaving, with wrath crashing within her lungs, stubbornly lingering.

"Song Dabai, why aren’t you speaking? Tell me, why the nonsense?!" It was the first time Song Yinyin had ever been so furious, genuinely startling Song Dabai.

He timidly fixed his eyes on his mommy’s face for quite a while before softly saying in a voice like a buzzing mosquito; "I want an uncle... someone who can protect mommy, mommy is working too hard."

"..." Song Yinyin froze in astonishment.

She initially wore a stern face, glaring at her son with righteous indignation, even having prepared a lecture to educate him properly.

But upon hearing his words, her heart was violently tugged, instantly moistening her eyes and softening her heart.

The next moment, she reached out to embrace her son, her voice choked with emotion, "Silly son, mommy isn’t exhausted, doesn’t need anyone’s protection."