Chen Xiaoru slept exceptionally soundly, even her dreams were sweet, until she was awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

"Mom, mom, open the door quickly, my baby son is here!" Song Siming's clear childish voice came through the door. The little guy's tone was full of excitement, and his two little hands were clapping on the door, as if he couldn't wait to rush in.

"Mom! Mom!" Song Siming's clear childish voice rang out outside the door, one voice after another, beating Chen Xiaoru's heart like small drumbeats.

Chen Xiaoru slowly awoke, feeling aches all over her body, as if she'd been run over by a wheel. She shifted slightly, and the soreness in her waist made her groan softly. She tried to stand up, but as she pushed against the bed, her legs gave way, and she nearly fell. Fortunately, she was quick to grab the edge of the bed, preventing a catastrophic fall.

"This Song Zhe was like a bull last night..." Chen Xiaoru spat secretly, but her face flushed, and her heart was sweet and shy.

"Mom, come out quickly! If you don't come out, I'll go in!" Song Siming's voice came again, with a hint of anxiety and impatience.

"You little bastard, just wait for me, I'll be out soon!" Chen Xiaoru raised her voice, with a hint of pampering and helplessness in her tone.

She took a deep breath, slowly recovered, and then opened the door. She saw Song Siming standing alone at the door, his little face full of anxiety.

"Son, do you miss your mother?" Chen Xiaoru bent down and looked at Song Siming gently, her eyes full of love.

"I miss you! I missed you so much after not seeing you for a whole night!" Song Siming pouted and said aggrievedly, twisting his little body like a wronged kitten.

"Okay, okay, it's mother's fault. Let's go find your father and uncle!" Chen Xiaoru gently pinched Song Siming's little face and coaxed him softly.

"Dad and uncle are in the study. I don't know what they are talking about." Song Siming said, tilting his little head, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Let's go, let's go find them. Son, do you know where they are?" Chen Xiaoru took Song Siming's little hand and asked softly.

"I know! Mom, let's go!" Song Siming excitedly pulled Chen Xiaoru and walked forward, his legs moving very fast.

"Son, go slowly, don't fall!" Chen Xiaoru hurriedly reminded him, her tone full of concern.