"Thank you for saving my son, thank you."
The woman tearfully took the little boy: "Didn't I tell you not to run around everywhere? Why don't you listen? You scared your mom to death, do you know that?"
The little boy pointed his dirty little finger at Han Xi and said, "Mom, I want to marry that pretty sister, you should quickly go and tell her for me."
"Don't talk nonsense."
The woman frowned and scolded the child, then looked at Han Xi apologetically: "Sorry, this little guy is spoiled by me, I will surely teach him a lesson when we get back."
Han Xi was about to speak when Lu Jinghan beat her to it: "So young and already eyeing someone else's wife, he definitely needs a good lesson."
As he spoke, Lu Jinghan pulled Han Xi into his embrace.
Han Xi was speechless; such a grown man being petty with a three or four-year-old child.
How jealous could he be?
"Yes, yes, I'll surely teach this child a good lesson when we get back. Thank you for saving him."
