However, from the mouth of that fair-skinned little boy came a crisp, "Daddy!"
"..."
He has a son?
Why didn't that woman tell him?
Before he could react, the plump little thing rushed straight toward him, arms wide open, attempting to hug his arm.
Lu Jihan, feeling tense, raised a hand and directly held Song Dabai's head with his palm...
When Song Yinyin, Wen Duoduo, Lu Jinyan, and Shen Kang walked in, this was the comical scene they saw—
Lu Jihan was pushing against his biological son with disdain, while Song Dabai pouted angrily, arms wide open, trying hard to get close to Lu Jihan.
Three wrinkles formed on Song Yinyin's forehead.
"Lu Jihan, what are you doing? He's your son! Let go!"
"Are you sure I already have a son this big? He looks almost six years old, doesn't he? Didn't you say we just got married and are on our honeymoon in S Country? How could I have a son this big?"
Lu Jihan furrowed his brows but did release his palm.
