Song family.

Lin Wanru was alone in the kitchen, cursing and preparing dinner.

"What a glutton reincarnated, wanting to eat everything!"

These days, Song Zhi has to eat well for every meal. In order to cook for her, Lin Wanru's private money has been depleted. She feels heartbroken every day when she goes to buy groceries.

But in order to maintain her image as a perfect stepmother, she had to obey Song Zhi in everything.

When dinner was served, Song Zhi keenly sensed Lin Wanru's resentment towards him.

She looked at the table full of sumptuous food and curled her red lips slightly.

She wanted to see how long Lin Wanru could endure.

"Auntie's cooking is really good. I want to eat braised fish tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanru's face froze, and her expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She gritted her teeth and replied "OK" with a suppressed voice.

"Okay, as long as you like it."

Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and said nothing more.

Although Song Anshan noticed that the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit subtle, he did not interfere too much since he saw that the two of them could coexist peacefully.

Just after dinner, there was a knock on the door.

"Who's here again?"

Song Zhi held Xiao Qingbai in his arms, muttered something, and hurried over to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Tang Junhe's straight figure was seen standing at the door again.

Seeing him, Song Zhi frowned. Before she could speak, Tang Junhe handed her the small bamboo basket in his hand.

"I brought you some green apples."

The basket was filled with several very juicy green apples, and the faint fruity fragrance was refreshing.

Song Zhi didn't answer. She looked at Tang Junhe suspiciously.

There's no need for him to come and deliver fruit every day, right?

Now, there are four or five small bamboo baskets piled up at home, all brought by him.

"I don't like green apples."

She had just finished speaking.

Song Anshan, who was in the house, heard the noise and came out.

When he saw Tang Junhe, he immediately welcomed him in warmly.

"Jun He is here, come in and sit down."

Tang Junhe glanced at Song Zhi lightly, then followed Song Anshan in.

Song Anshan noticed the small fruit basket in his hand, looked at the big, juicy green apples, and praised it with a smile.

"This green apple is good. Zhizhi loves apples the most."

Song Zhi: “…”

She was speechless for a while. There was really nothing she could do about being betrayed by her own father.

Tang Junhe glanced at her as if he sensed something, and seeing her pouting slightly, a slight curve appeared at the corners of his lips.

"Want to go downstairs for a walk?"

At this time, he suddenly asked.

"No."

Song Zhi refused without even thinking about it.

She also has to take care of the children, so she doesn't have time to go downstairs to play.

"Zhizhi, you and Junhe should go downstairs for a walk. Young people shouldn't stay at home all day long. I'll help you take care of the cub and let him go out to play."

As he said that, he reached out and hugged Xiao Qingbai.

Xiao Qingbai became familiar with Song Anshan and liked him very much. When he held her in his arms, she grinned and waved her little hands.

Song Anshan looked at the little cub's happy face and said with a smile, "Little Qingbai is so happy, he must want his mother to go out and relax, right?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Zhi again.

"Go ahead."

Song Zhi has been staying at home taking care of the children all day long these days and is indeed a little tired.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs and take a walk. I'll be back soon."

"Go ahead."

Song Anshan waved at her.

Before leaving, Song Zhi prepared the milk powder and diapers for Xiao Qingbai, and then left home.

Tang Junhe walked side by side with her. The evening breeze blew by, and Song Zhi could even smell the refreshing scent of soapberries on him.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the two people's intertwined shadows.

Thinking about Tang Junhe's attentive interactions these days, Song Zhi felt a little upset.

Of course she knew what Tang Junhe was thinking.

But the other party did not overstep the line, and with her father's deliberate matchmaking, it was really difficult for Song Zhi to refuse.

She sighed dejectedly, feeling extremely helpless.

Song Zhi and the others had just left not long ago.

Lin Ping is here.

When he came, he was holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

"Sister, brother-in-law."

When he entered the door, he greeted his colleagues very politely.

"I bought it on the road. I don't know if my brother-in-law can get used to it."

Lin Ping handed the wine in his hand to Song Anshan with a flattering look on his face.

Song Anshan took a look at it. Although it was not an expensive wine, it was also a national old wine that he drank regularly.

He thanked me and accepted the wine.

Lin Wanru looked at Lin Ping, who had changed his usual appearance. Although she felt a little confused, she was also happy in her heart.

Especially when he saw that Song Anshan had no objection to him, he happily welcomed him into the house.

"Come in and sit down."

As she said that, she hurried back into the house, washed two green apples and handed them to Lin Ping, asking him to try them quickly.

Green apples are not common at this time of year.

It costs several dollars per pound outside.

Lin Wanru saw it when she was buying vegetables, but she was reluctant to buy it.

Lin Ping took a bite immediately, and the taste of the juice exploded in his mouth. He sniffed with satisfaction, but couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The Song family eats so well.

Instead, he was made to live in that shabby place.

How stingy.

Fortunately, these things will be his in the future.

This allowed him to find some balance.

He glanced around and immediately saw the little Qingbai in the cradle.

Remembering the agreement he had made with the bald man, Lin Ping finished the apple in his mouth in a few bites, threw the core into the trash can, wiped his hands and went to play with the baby lying in the cradle.

"You're so cute, come and let your uncle hug you."

Just as he was about to reach out his hand, Song Anshan scolded him.

"Don't touch him, he just finished eating."

Lin Ping's face froze, and he rubbed his hands awkwardly. He didn't reach out again, but he didn't leave either. He squatted beside the cradle and teased Xiao Qingbai.

It’s just that Xiao Qingbai doesn’t like him at all. No matter how he makes faces and acts ugly, Xiao Qingbai doesn’t react at all.

Lin Ping was completely rejected.

After teasing him for a while, he lost his patience.

Seeing Song Anshan standing next to him, Lin Ping felt a little anxious.

He had already made an appointment with the bald man and the others, so he couldn't bring the child over this time, otherwise he didn't know how they would make fun of him.

At this time, someone suddenly came to the factory looking for Song Anshan.

Song Anshan talked to the man for a few words at the door, and then they went into the study together.

After a while, Song Anshan poked his head out of the study again and told Lin Wanru, "I'm taking care of some official business in the study. You can look after the child."

Lin Wanru was not happy when she was asked to look after the child, but she still agreed in a kind manner.

"Okay, go ahead and do your work. I'll watch him."

After hearing the conversation between the two, Lin Ping's eyes turned. His chance had come.

As soon as Song Anshan left, he happily moved towards Xiao Qingbai again.

"Sister, this kid hasn't left the house since he came home, right? The weather outside is nice today. How about I take him downstairs for a walk?"