At that moment, Dayi was wiping the sweat off her sleeping son's forehead when she heard Xiaoqian's words, which startled her so much that she dropped the towel directly on Panpan's face.
Mr. Yu quickly removed the towel from their son's face. Poor son, almost suffocated by his mom in his sleep.
Panpan's pleasant slumber was disturbed, and his face scrunched up like a bun. Mr. Yu gently patted Panpan, feeling his father's presence, murmured a bit, and then went back to sleep.
Mr. Yu looked at Dayi in confusion. Why was she so frightened?
"Go ahead, tell me. I already know."
"You know?!" Dayi was taken aback.
"Yeah, I just saw him. Did you see him that day, wearing casual clothes with a woman?"
"No! I only saw him in casual clothes, but I didn't clearly see if he had a woman with him. I just saw him coming out of the supermarket with two big bags and putting them in the trunk. I even thought you were with him."
"And then?"
