She snorted and looked over at me with disdain. "I can't talk to him properly when I think of his mother being you."
"What's going on?" Cheng Jinghao came out of the study and asked me while wiping An'an's tears.
Lin Zhi quickly masked the scorn on her face while I related everything, "An'an went into Mom's room to play, but Mom pushed him out and got his knee bruised."
Cheng Jinghao's face sank like water. He rolled up An'an's trousers, and after a glance, his eyes narrowed. He whispered to me, "I'll deal with it. Take An'an back to his room and bathe him, then rub medicine."
I was worried about An'an's knee injury and didn't bother to dwell on it anymore, so I took the baby to my room and went straight into the bathroom.