Song Niaoniao quickly raised a finger, "Shh—"
Talking so loudly about her premarital pregnancy?
In public, doesn't she care about her reputation?
Jiang Yaoyao was already looking at the little girl sitting on the suitcase, "Song Niaoniao, how old is she this year?"
Song Niaoniao replied with a smile, "Three years old..."
"Three years old!" Jiang Yaoyao was startled.
Duan Fei was also surprised, "Niaoniao, you've been hiding it from us for so long?"
"Seeing the way you both get so worked up, could I not hide it? Otherwise, what if my mom finds out? She'd fly to France and break my legs!" Song Niaoniao cleared her throat, "Alright, now let me formally introduce you, this is my daughter, Song Baobao, three years old this year."
After speaking, she looked down at her daughter and said in fluent French, "Baobao, how did mommy teach you? These two are mommy's best friends, your Aunt Yaoyao and Aunt Feifei, remember? How do you greet in Chinese?"
