Song Dabai obediently nodded, turning his head to see the toys in the corner of the living room, many of which he had wanted before, but his mommy wouldn't buy them.
There were cars, cannons, armored vehicles, and various robots. Wow, they all looked so fun...
Song Dabai was overjoyed, running over to play with the toys happily.
And on that leather sofa, only Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin were left.
Knowing it was time to get to the point, Song Yinyin nervously swallowed, her ears perking up.
She had a feeling that Lu Jihan was about to come clean with her.
But she couldn't fathom what exactly he wanted to say.
As she was pondering, she heard Lu Jihan's low, magnetic voice slowly emerging: "I have a proposal."
"Uh, go ahead," Song Yinyin listened intently, holding her breath.
"I can see that our son can't be without you, but I also want to raise him. Since neither of us is willing to give up custody, there is only one solution, and that is—marriage."
Marriage?
