Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Weiyi took a deep breath.
She was about to host her son's full moon celebration and, at this moment, she felt somewhat nervous.
She slipped off the dress she was wearing and changed into the gown Pei Yibai had prepared for her.
It was different from her usual style.
The gowns Pei Yibai had picked for her in the past tended to be more girlish.
Song Weiyi couldn't help but let out a chuckle. There was a considerable age difference between them, yet back then, he had deliberately chosen a girlish dress for her.
He, on the other hand, would be meticulously dressed in a suit, creating a contrast between a middle-aged man and his underage date.
She remembered one time at a banquet, He Chengzhi had teased her mercilessly about it.
While Pei Yibai was waiting outside, their son woke up in his crib, gurgling and puckering his lips before starting to cry.