Song Yinyin furrowed her brows, and said, "Who said we were going back to your dad's house today?" After speaking, she looked up and threw a cold glance at Lu Jihan.
Lu Jihan heard this and a prominent crease formed on his handsome brow.
In the next second, he tightly wrapped his arm around Song Yinyin's slender waist, "You don't want to go home with our son, and instead want to wander outside?"
This is really outrageous!
His thin lips were tightly pressed, his face an expression of impending storm.
However, Song Yinyin seemed determined to defy him, provocatively raised her eyebrows, and retorted sarcastically, "I just want to wander outside with our son, so what!"
"You!"
Lu Jihan's face completely darkened, looking very unpleasant.
He was about to explode, but then saw their son walking in, stretching out his chubby little hands, one grabbing his large palm, the other grabbing Song Yinyin's.
