Lu Jihan was asleep. Song Dabai was lying next to him, playing a game on a tablet.

Lu Jinyan and Shen Kang were not there. One had gone out to buy food for Lu Jihan and Song Dabai. The other received a call from Wen Duoduo and took a taxi to pick her and Song Yinyin up.

Upon hearing footsteps outside, Song Dabai looked up and saw Shana, dressed flamboyantly in bright clothes, walking in. He couldn’t help but furrow his light brows.

"Who are you?" The little guy was very vigilant.

This was exactly what Shana wanted to ask.

How could there be a little kid in Lu Jihan’s hospital room?

She rudely asked back, "I was about to ask you, who are you, you little brat?"

Then, she remembered something and nodded as if she suddenly understood, "Oh, I see, you’re the little kid from the room next door, right? What are you doing here? Go back quickly!"

Shana stepped forward and reached out toward Song Dabai.

However, as soon as she did, Song Dabai slapped her hand away, "I’m not the little kid from next door. I’m his son. And I have a name, I’m Song Dabai!"

He pointed at Lu Jihan on the hospital bed, protesting discontentedly.

Shana was shocked.

This little rascal was actually Lu Jihan’s son? Lu Jihan had a son this big already?!

Immediately, she laughed coldly, as if hearing a big joke, "Kid, you must be joking. How could Lu Jihan have a kid your age?!"

Though she voiced her doubts, Shana had a bad premonition in her heart. This kid’s appearance indeed resembled Lu Jihan’s, and he spoke fluent Country Z’s language.

On this whole floor, Lu Jihan was the only person from Country Z.

Song Dabai, however, unhurriedly took out a tablet, opened the screen, and found a family photo.

He handed the screen to Shana, saying, "Look, this is a photo taken at my daddy and mommy’s wedding. My daddy is very handsome, right? And my mommy is very beautiful."

Song Dabai introduced proudly.

Shana’s heart was shocked, her gaze locked on the photo on the screen.

In the photo, Lu Jihan was in a white suit, looking handsome and suave, while Song Yinyin was wearing a white wedding dress, beautiful and graceful.

And Song Dabai was in a white little suit, holding a bouquet of roses, seemingly the flower boy at their wedding.

Seeing this, Shana’s face turned pale.

She truly did not expect this little rascal to truly be Lu Jinghan’s son.

But what was more surprising was that Song Dabai was very smart and had the same cunning eyes as his father.

He could see at a glance that Shana was a love rival of his mommy.

"Did you come to visit my daddy?" he asked with his big, innocent eyes.

Shana nodded and placed two boxes of pastries on the bedside table.

"What is this?"

Song Dabai asked again, his gaze fixed on the box.

"Oh, these are pastries I made for your daddy," Shana said, opening the box.

"Let me have a look."

The little guy was starving, so he couldn’t wait to open the box Shana brought.

Inside the box were neatly arranged pastries of various colors, which looked quite appetizing.

Shana pointed at the pastries, introducing them one by one: "This is rose cake, this is red bean paste cake, and those... are all fruit-flavored. When your daddy wakes up, he can..."

Before she could finish, Song Dabai had already reached out, grabbed two pastries, and stuffed them into his mouth, one after the other.