Su Qingyue opened her beautiful eyes, sat up, and lovingly held Ye'er in her arms, "Alright, Ye'er will always be Mom's precious son."
"Mom is the best." Little Ye'er snuggled into his mother's arms, unwilling to get up.
Xiao Yuchuan stretched out his long arms and simply wrapped both mother and son in his embrace, "Ye'er, is only your mom good, and Dad is not?"
"Dad is also good." Little Ye'er kissed Xiao Yuchuan on the face.
Xiao Yuchuan's handsome face instantly lit up with a bright smile, and he gave Ye'er's small face a kiss, "You little rascal."
Though he said that, he was extremely pleased with his son.
At this moment, Maid Yinzhu came over with a tray, placing the cakes and tea from the tray onto the tea table by the lounger. Seeing the young master holding the young lady, and the young lady holding Ye'er in her arms, such a scene of happiness, she couldn't help but smile.
