Song Yunchi: "..."
How much does she really disdain him as a father?
How incompetent is he?
"Got it."
He responded reluctantly.
He entered the washroom and couldn't help but feel down when he saw his son's tear-streaked chubby face.
"Why do you always get more of her attention?"
Jingxing hiccupped: "Hic~"
"I get it. It's because you're my son. She loves me and extends that love to you, and because you're still small and weak, she cares a bit more about you."
Jingxing: "..."
Even though he didn't understand what his dad was saying, he felt it sounded impressive~
Knock, knock, knock.
Someone knocked on the door.
Lu Meng called out, "Come in."
The doctor pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing her in a good mood, he asked, "Miss Lu, how are you feeling today?"
"Same as usual."
Seeing the doctor, Lu Meng inexplicably felt nervous.
