Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 231: Yay, What Is Daddy Doing?

Lu Jihan curved his lips, "What do you need paper and pen for?"

"They’re useful."

The little one puckered his lips mysteriously.

Teacher Wen handed the paper and pen she was holding to Song Dabai: "Here, I’ve got some."

"Thank you, Teacher Wen."

With a sweet smile, Song Dabai took the paper and pen, scribbling a few crooked numbers on them.

Then, he handed the little note to Luolu, saying, "This is my mommy’s phone number. Call this number when you have time."

"Okay."

Luolu nodded, and the two little kids smiled so wide their eyes curved like crescent moons.

It was clear that Song Dabai really liked Luolu, and Luolu also liked Song Dabai. Plus, Luolu’s appealing looks were favored by Song Yinyin.

Teacher Wen’s phone vibrated; it was probably the driver urging her to set off. It was over an hour’s journey back to the orphanage from here.

"Goodbye, Dabai."

Luolu waved her little arm, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"Goodbye, Luolu!"

Song Dabai also waved his little hand, gazing longingly as Teacher Wen led Luolu away hand in hand.

Only after their figures completely disappeared did Song Dabai withdraw his gaze and look up at Song Yinyin.

"Mommy, can you take me to the orphanage in two weeks?" Afraid of hearing no, Song Dabai looked at her timidly, clutching her clothes tightly with one little hand.

Song Yinyin smiled, "Of course you can."

Beside, Lu Jihan ruffled Song Dabai’s hair, saying, "Don’t worry, then both your mommy and I will take you there."

"Okay." Song Dabai’s face broke into a wide grin.

The entire day was quite rewarding for the little one; it was an unforgettable weekend, and Song Yinyin took many precious photos for Song Dabai.

Upon returning to the Lu Family Mansion, Song Dabai excitedly pulled on the hand of Butler Rong, chattering non-stop.

"Butler Grandpa, let me tell you, today I won a gold prize, and many people enjoyed my performance."

"Little Sir Dabai is really impressive! Alas, it’s a pity I wasn’t there to see it myself, I really wish I could have watched Sir Dabai perform live, it must have been wonderful."

Butler Rong smiled warmly, saying: "I suspected Little Sir Dabai would achieve excellent results in this piano competition, so had the kitchen prepare a feast."

With that, Butler Rong clapped his hands twice.

Immediately, servants with varying sizes of plates came out from the kitchen, and the aroma of the dishes wafted even from afar.

"Oh, Butler Grandpa, is that the hotpot I love?!"

Butler Rong smiled benignly: "Yes, it is."

"Oh yeah! Daddy, Mommy, we’re having hotpot tonight!" Song Dabai was overjoyed, eagerly reaching for Lu Jihan and Song Yinyin’s hands.

The family of three sat down in the dining room, the atmosphere cheerful and harmonious.

After finishing the meal, Song Dabai slumped on the sofa, hugging his little tummy.

He wrinkled his small nose as he asked, "Mommy, I’m done for, I ate too much, is my stomach going to burst?"

Song Yinyin was amused: "Who told you to eat so much? Even if it’s tasty, you shouldn’t eat excessively."

"But the hotpot tonight was too delicious, I couldn’t help it."

Meanwhile, outside in the yard, Lu Jihan was directing several servants who were carrying a box to place it in the yard.

"Yay, what’s Dad doing?"

It wasn’t just the little one who felt curious; even Song Yinyin was puzzled, so the mother and son got up and headed to the door.