Shen Zhaonan was delighted to see his son so happy, and his already joyful mood improved even more.
"Yibo is such a good boy, but have you thanked Mom yet?"
Shen Yibo looked up at Han Jiangxue with a smile, "Thank you, Mom!"
Han Jiangxue: "No need to be polite, I'm your mom, doing these things is what I should do.
Alright, Yibo, you have preschool tomorrow, and it is already bedtime now, shall we go to our room and sleep?"
"Okay!"
Today, with Shen Zhaonan at home, Han Jiangxue was set on playing the doting mother to the end.
She took Shen Yibo to the children's room, and after coaxing him to lie down, she also lay down next to him, "Yibo, close your eyes and go to sleep."
"Alright, Mom."
Shen Yibo was so tired from playing in the afternoon that he fell asleep in just a few minutes.
Han Jiangxue left the children's room and walked to the living room, where she saw Shen Zhaonan sitting on the sofa, smiling thoughtfully.