Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 191: She Starts Overthinking

It’s probably the dicine, it really stings the wound. He endures the pain, his little brows and nose scrunching up tightly.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Song Yinyin asked.

Song Dabai, afraid of worrying Mommy, imdiately shook his little head like a rattle, "Not at all."

A mother knows her child best.

Seeing the little one’s face so tightly scrunched, Song Yinyin knew it must really hurt.

"If it hurts a lot, you can cry. In front of Mommy, you don’t have to pretend to be a big man." Song Yinyin coaxed him.

But the little guy still gritted his teeth, saying, "It doesn’t hurt."

Song Yinyin’s heart ached for him, so she could only dress his wound as carefully as possible. After everything was done, she cupped her son’s little face and gave him a big kiss.

"Son, you were really brave today, you deserve praise!"

She gave a nod of approval on Song Dabai’s forehead.

Having received praise, her son wasn’t particularly happy, he puckered his lips in distress, seemingly preoccupied.

"What’s wrong, Dabai? Still hurts?"

Song Dabai sniffed his little nose and looked up to ask Song Yinyin, "Mommy, I miss Daddy. Can I call Daddy?"

This question had been asked countless tis since Song Dabai ca ho, through dinner, and after his bath.

Having no other choice, she had to lie.

"Didn’t Grandpa Butler just say that your Daddy is very, very busy today, on a business trip to another city, and it might be a few days before he cos back."

"Can’t even call him?"

"You can, but..." Song Yinyin furrowed her brows, speaking with difficulty, "I don’t know if he’s busy. I’ll try."

She got up, took her phone, and walked to the wide floor-to-ceiling window.

She dialed Lu Jihan’s number, but all she heard was the chanical female voice: "The number you have dialed is currently switched off."

It’s so early, and he’s already switched off his phone?

Song Yinyin couldn’t help but lightly frown and looked up out the window.

Outside, night had fallen. The intense heat of the day was beginning to calm, and restless lights flickered brightly. The night was chaotic, just like her complex feelings at the mont.

She, it seed, was really starting to miss him.

"Mommy, did you get through to Daddy?" Song Dabai’s voice startled Song Yinyin from behind, bringing her back to her senses.

What was she thinking about? My goodness!

She quickly slapped her own cheeks to wake herself up.

Song Yinyin, what on earth are you thinking?!

For all she knew, Lu Jihan might be lying in the arms of so beauty, enjoying the comforts of sweetness.

Her mind involuntarily replayed the playful words Lu Jinyan said during the day — who knows if Uncle is seeing other won outside, he doesn’t even care about Dabai.

And so, certain alluring images flickered in her mind.

Out of nowhere, her heart clenched.

She imdiately turned around, smoothed her hair with one hand, and shook her head, saying, "I haven’t got through yet. I guess your Daddy is busy, so let’s not call him. Who knows, he might still be on the plane."

"On the plane?" Song Dabai’s eyebrows perked up happily, "Is Daddy coming back?"

"Um, maybe."

The little guy tilted his head, thought for a mont, and asked, "Will Daddy be able to make it back to see my piano competition this weekend?"

The piano competition that Song Dabai was signed up for was to be held this weekend.

The competition rounds are: preliminaries in the morning, semifinals in the afternoon, and the top ten contenders enter the finals in the evening.