Si Mo suddenly felt wronged.
One by one, how come they all start to dislike him once they have little ones?
Xia Yiwan patted her son's little cheek and kissed him. After a while, she looked up and found Si Mo pressing on his phone.
"Mobile phones emit radiation, which is bad for Xiaoyi. Take it to the sofa over there and play with it," Xia Yiwan said.
Si Mo looked at her with melancholic eyes.
"I'm telling the truth. Why look at me like that?" Xia Yiwan asked, puzzled.
Si Mo glanced at his son, who was sleeping soundly. "Is it that in your heart, our son has become much more important than me now?"
Xia Yiwan paused, then realized he was jealous, and immediately chuckled, "Do you have to be so funny? Are you even jealous of your own son?"
"Isn't it because you are not being fair?" Si Mo pouted.
Xia Yiwan was taken aback.