The next day, Song Yinyin got up relatively early to wake up Song Dabai in the children’s room.

Nowadays, Song Dabai has become more and more capable, doing everything by himself, like washing his face and brushing his teeth.

Even when it comes to choosing clothes, he wants to do it himself.

Song Yinyin prepared a few sets of clothes for him, and the little guy picked one set to wear by himself.

It was a sapphire blue hoodie with a hood, off-white pants, and a matching denim blue jacket.

Song Yinyin sat by the bed, buttoned up the last two buttons for him, ruffled his hair in front of his forehead, praised him with "My son looks handsome," and gave him a little peck on the cheek.

The little guy, dressed and ready, bounced downstairs.

Uncle Rong had also prepared breakfast.

After Song Yinyin came out, she returned to the master bedroom, where the door was ajar, and there was no sound inside.

Lu Jihan was still asleep, lying on the bed, with his bare arm and half his back exposed.

Song Yinyin walked to the bedside, seeing him lying on the pillow with his head turned to the side, eyes tightly shut, his stern features not much softened even in sleep. She didn’t wake him, placed the clothes he needed to wear today by the bedside, and left.

Although the two of them had only officially become a couple for a few days, it felt like they were an old married couple.

Downstairs, her son was having breakfast, holding onto Tuanzi.

Tuanzi was very perceptive and, upon seeing the female owner, trotted over wagging its tail straight at Song Yinyin. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Song Yinyin gave Tuanzi two slices of ham, and after watching her son finish breakfast, she realized Lu Jihan hadn’t come downstairs and was likely running late.

Could it be that he fell asleep?

She hurried upstairs to wake him up.

Just as she reached the master bedroom door, she heard him seemingly on the phone: "Confirming that Professor Qin Qing has had close contact with the Yan Family?"

The Yan Family?

Hearing the words "Yan Family" coming out of Lu Jihan’s mouth made Song Yinyin’s heart tighten, and she paused in the motion of pushing the door.

She hadn’t intended to eavesdrop, but last night Yan Kejun had inexplicably called, and she had felt something was off.

And now, hearing that Professor Qin Qing had close ties with the Yan Family, her worry deepened.

Then, she heard Lu Jihan say on the call: "Shen Kang, get ready to gather those materials we’ve looked into before, and when I call, send them to me."

Seeing him hang up, Song Yinyin then walked in.

She asked worriedly, "Is Professor Qin Qing giving you trouble again? Just now, I think I heard you mention him and the Yan Family on the call... Does it have something to do with the contract termination with Professor Qin? What exactly does he want to do?"

She unleashed a flurry of questions she had inside, eager to know the answers.

But, turning back to look at her, Lu Jihan wasn’t the least bit annoyed; instead, he smiled lightly and said:

"You see, you’re worrying for nothing again, aren’t you? Didn’t I tell you these things are not for you to worry about? Just make sure you look beautiful, prepare for the concert, and our wedding."

Pausing slightly, he raised his hand to playfully flick her upturned nose, just like teasing Song Dabai, and said: "Careful not to become ugly then, if captured by media and journalists, they will have a field day."

He said this, then cupped the back of her head, gave her a soft peck on the lips: "Alright, stop thinking about anything, wait for my good news."

Song Yinyin is not the kind to sit and wait; she always felt that the reason Professor Qin Qing was giving Lu Jihan such a hard time was all because of her.

So, after Lu Jihan left, she found Professor Qin Qing’s private number through a friend and called him up, setting up an address to meet.