"Daddy, Mommy, bye-bye."
Xi Jinyan waved his hand.
"Be careful." Lan Xin Ai said reluctantly.
After their son left, the young woman looked at Mr. Xi: "Why didn't you go with Jinyan?"
"He didn't want to, as parents, we need to give him his personal space."
Mr. Xi squinted his eyes, his handsome face showing no particular expression. Kids don't understand what love is; it's just a simple liking for someone.
Hearing this, Lan Xin Ai also thought she might have gotten a bit too excited earlier, and with such a young Jinyan, how could he understand what love is?
Her cheeks turned a slightly red: "Just thinking about Jinyan fighting over a girl got me a bit worked up."
"That's not necessarily the case." Xi Yemo hummed lightly.
"What do you mean, are you saying Jinyan wasn't fighting over that girl?"
Lan Xin Ai blinked, then recalling Jinyan's anxious little face, she couldn't help exclaiming, "It couldn't be a love triangle, could it?"
Xi Yemo had a headache!
