Lian Xinying had been quite smug just now, thinking she had cunningly manipulated Yan Ye using her son, but now her son was pulling this move?
Wasn't she just presenting herself on a silver platter?
Yan Ye hadn't expected such a twist in the plot either.
His arched brows instantly lifted, his eyes teasing, as he watched Lian Xinying.
Lian Xinying patted Xiaocheng's little head, "Mommy has to go back to grandma's place."
"When can you come back to stay with me and dad?" Xiaocheng's small face was downcast.
He had been fake crying just now, but now he felt like really crying.
"Mommy's head hurts a little right now, so I want to go back. If you don't want to come with mommy to grandma's, you can stay with dad, mommy won't be mad."
Lian Xinying pretended to be dizzy to dodge her son's question.
If she couldn't reconcile with Yan Ye, she wouldn't be able to stay here in the future.