"Got wet? Hurt Auntie? What in the world are all these things!"
Song Yuanhuan felt his head was about to explode, but then he thought of how his son, not even three but over two, couldn't yet speak properly. The fact that the little guy remembered the phone number he had told him was frightening enough. Song Yuanhuan calmed himself down with some reassurance.
"Cheng Guang, stop crying for a second, is Mommy there?" Song Yuanhuan instinctively felt it must have been Xu Xiuxiu who was with his son when the call was made.
"Wuwu... Mommy isn't here."
Not there? How could that be! Song Yuanhuan's heart leaped in an instant, "Then who's with Cheng Guang right now?" Song Yuanhuan asked carefully, raising his voice slightly, fearing he might hear something even more terrifying from his precious son on the other end of the line.
