"Xiao Qi, you really opened my eyes. I never thought that one day, I would be less sensible than you."

"Godmother, please don't say such things."

Song Rushuang's face was tense as she said to Lin Bing seriously:

"Xiao Qi knows how good Godmother is to him and how worried she is about him. Such dangerous things will never happen again."

This was exactly Lin Bing's purpose.

I just want my child to know that he is wrong.

Lin Bing opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Suddenly, a strange thought came to my mind.

Does this mean that she was given a candy after being slapped?

Just thinking about it, Lin Bing couldn't help laughing for no reason.

Song Rushuang originally wanted to go see Duan Dinglan.

But he was persuaded by Lin Bing.

"Okay, everyone is looking at your mother. She's tired, so let her have some rest."

Song Rushuang changed her mind.

This is indeed the case. She must have a lot of grievances that she wants to talk about now.

Some pains are difficult to express in front of her child.

Under Lin Bing's worried gaze, Song Rushuang nodded obediently.

"Godmother, please help me take care of my mother."

Lin Bing's heart softened, and then he reached out and touched her head:

"Okay, godmother will make sure your mother gets better as soon as possible."

Lin Bing stared at Song Rushuang, and only left the room on tiptoe after she fell asleep peacefully.

In the main house on the other side.

Duan Dinglan didn't sleep at all.