Understanding her mother's gaze, Little Ear really stopped jumping, but he made a new request: "Daddy's porridge is delicious…"
That day, she just casually said it was good, but does this kid really like it?
"Do you really like the porridge your daddy makes that much?"
The little guy nodded vigorously: "Yeah, it's tasty!"
Su Ling smiled helplessly, but since her son wanted to drink it, she nodded: "Then, wait for mommy. I'll go check the kitchen and see if there's any left. If there is, I'll bring you a bowl…"
"Okay…"
Happy to have something to eat, the little guy was very pleased. Seizing the opportunity, Su Ling told her son: "Sleep well, mommy will go only after seeing you sleep well…"
"I'll sleep, sleep…"
The little guy happily lay down to sleep, Su Ling tucked him in well, about to leave, when suddenly the phone by the bed rang.
She picked it up casually, hearing fluent French from the other end, her head started to spin.
