Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 125: It Seems You Still Have to Keep Trying, Young M

When Uncle Rong asked this question, his originally slightly aged small eyes squinted into a fine slit with a cheerful glow inside.

Lu Jihan frowned, realizing Uncle Rong was being deliberately annoying.

He reprimanded, "Uncle Rong, who told you to be ddleso last night and have that woman co to pick up?"

"Oh, I did it for you."

Uncle Rong whispered, "Young Master, I saw you and Miss Song were giving each other the cold shoulder, so I thought I’d lend a hand and get Miss Song to pick you up while you’re drunk. It’s a good chance for you both to have a nice chat."

"In the future, don’t ddle anymore!" Lu Jihan threw this sentence back.

Uncle Rong blinked upon hearing this, only then realizing Lu Jihan’s expression was off.

"Young Master, you didn’t fight with Miss Song again last night, did you?"

It was more than a fight, it was even worse than a fight.

Lu Jihan thought to himself but didn’t directly answer Uncle Rong.

Seeing this, Uncle Rong lanted internally.

Oh dear, such a good opportunity, why didn’t the Young Master seize it properly?

Such a pity, such a pity...

"It seems you’ll have to try harder, Young Master." Uncle Rong shook his head.

Lu Jihan: "..."

Seeing his defeated expression and worrying Lu Jihan might lose confidence, Uncle Rong quickly comforted him:

"Oh, Young Master, don’t be disheartened. There’s still a whole month until the night of the full moon. I believe in this month’s ti, Young Master will surely succeed in winning over the future Young Mistress."

Lu Jihan’s gaze turned cold, squeezing out two words through his teeth: "Noisy!"

...

Seeing it was quiet outside, guessing that Lu Jihan hadn’t noticed her, Song Yinyin quietly opened the door.

Indeed, there was no one outside.

She breathed a light sigh of relief and stealthily went upstairs.

Song Dabai had just woken up and upon seeing Song Yinyin coming in, he stretched out his chubby little hands: "Mommy, hug ."

This was his habitual gesture of acting cute, Song Yinyin sat down, hugging his little body: "You little lazy bug."

After that, she gave her son a hearty kiss on the cheek.

She dressed Song Dabai in a short-sleeved T-shirt, black academic-style shorts, and put on a sun hat, making him look sunny and adorable.

"Let’s go, let’s go downstairs for breakfast."

"Mm-hmm." Song Dabai nodded, lightly patting his belly, "Dabai is hungry."

The mother and son went downstairs hand in hand, and Uncle Rong had already prepared breakfast, Song Dabai ran excitedly over: "Grandpa Butler, what are we eating today? It slls so good."

Uncle Rong pinched his little nose with a smile: "Today, we have special porridge and special pastries."

As they spoke, the maids set up the breakfast, and Song Dabai saw the plates filled with all sorts of beautiful pastries, his big black and white eyes widened even more.

"Wow! So pretty!"

He reached out his chubby hand, took a petal-like pastry, and put it into his mouth.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t taken a bite when soone slapped his hand hard, and a man reproached lowly: "You little brat, you started eating without washing your hands?"

Lu Jihan didn’t use much force, but he did scare the little guy.

Plop—

The beautiful petal pastry fell on the table and broke into several pieces.

Song Dabai looked down at the broken pastry, his little mouth turned downward: "Daddy, you’re an! You ruined my pastry!"

Lu Jihan had just entered the dining room and saw Song Dabai with his little butt stuck out, almost his entire upper body sprawled on the dining table.

He couldn’t help but frown deeply, rembering last night, it was this little rascal who ruined his good mont!