"Got it, got it." I nodded repeatedly at Qing Li, reaching out to her, "Then Dumpling..."
Qing Li pulled Dumpling closer to her chest, coolly saying, "You're a new mom, not suitable for taking care of children."
"But, haven't you also never taken care of a child?" I immediately retorted to Qing Li.
Qing Li glared at me, her eyes practically burning a hole through my face, "How dare you talk to me like that? Rebellious, are you?"
"Hah, which part of what my wife said was wrong?" Yu Longting joined my side, smirking as he questioned back.
Even Yu Rongling nodded, agreeing with us, "Mom, you should give Dumpling back to my brother and sister-in-law. I'll keep you company."
Faced with two sons whose loyalties seemed to lie elsewhere, a look of bitterness flashed across Qing Li's eyes.
She lowered her head to look at the obedient Dumpling in her arms, her indifferent eyes showing a hint of reluctance.
