There was no surprise at all, Song Xiaoxi got her head patted by Song Jiaqi, and immediately hugged her head, loudly complaining to Ye Yang: "Oppa! You see Da Bao! She hit me again!"
Ye Yang didnât notice this himself and naturally remarked to Song Jiaqi: "Song Jiaqi, arenât you childish? Why are you taking it so seriously with a kid? Canât you just let her be?"
"Iâ" Song Jiaqiâs words got stuck in her throat.
Wait a moment...
What happened to her!
Canât she even discipline her own kid!
"Exactly, exactly!" Song Xiaoxi grew bolder with someone backing her, "Song Dabao, you are really too childish! How can you take what a kid says seriously!"
Song Jiaqi wanted to discipline her initially, but with their interruption, she swallowed her words and eventually forgot what she wanted to say, so she sighed: "Fine! Iâll do my makeup!"
Then she took out her makeup bag and started putting on makeup right in the car.
This was at a traffic light, and as the car stopped, Song Xiaoxi stood up to high-five Ye Yang in the front.
At that moment, Song Jiaqi had other thoughts.
While applying BB cream on her face, she wondered if something very ordinary had just happened?
They seemed like a family of three going out, with mom and kids arguing and dad acting as the mediator.
And the key is...
Besides not being an actual family of three, their blood relations really are there!
Thinking of this, Song Jiaqi felt her thoughts were very dangerous, frantically shaking her head to stop herself from thinking.
No, no...
Absolutely canât think this way!
She cannot become the third person.
...
When they were a hundred meters from the port, Song Jiaqi got off with Xiaoxi, because any further would be where the staff would gather, and they couldnât let people see they came out of the same car.
"Then Iâll head over first."
"Okay!" Song Xiaoxi waved, "Oppa, wait for us, weâll be there soon!"
Each pushing their own suitcase, they had time and werenât in a hurry, so they strolled over slowly.
They didnât notice at the bend not far behind, a car was slowly driving by.
Luâer looked outside the window and said to the manager: "Look, isnât that Song Jiaqi and her daughter Song Xiaoxi?"
"It is, what about it?"
"Why did they suddenly get off here? That car in front... looks familiar."
The manager didnât see the scene, but looked at the license plate in front and instantly recognized it: "Oh! Isnât that Ye Yangâs car?"
"Ye Yangâs car?!" Luâer widened her eyes.
Wait a minute...
Why did Song Jiaqi and Song Xiaoxi get out of Ye Yangâs car!?
What does this mean??
Clearly, getting off here was to avoid being seen getting off together, but this scene was just caught by her!
Luâer quickly recalled that little "misunderstanding" between Ye Yang and Song Xiaoxi from a while ago, but from this scene today, could it be more than just a misunderstanding between them!?
Thinking this way, Song Xiaoxiâs fatherâs identity being unclear, could it be...
...
"Xiaoxi, let me ask you something."
"Go ahead." Song Xiaoxi was in an excited state about the trip, bouncing as she walked.
"Iâm saying, hypothetically, if Ye Yang were to be your dad, how would you feel?"