The child's words left Ye Lantian speechless, staring at him, unable to say anything for a moment.
He Longze laughed and patted his son's head, "Right, it's just singing, anyone can come. Don't fuss with your mom."
Little Tuanyuan raised his chin proudly, "Exactly, a good man doesn't quarrel with women, I won't fuss with a woman like Mom."
Hearing this, Ye Lantian was furious, stepped forward, and pinched her son's little ear, scolding, "What are you saying? What's a woman like Mom? Isn't a woman like Mom good?"
"Ahhhhh." Little Tuanyuan quickly screamed for mercy, "I mean, women like you, Mom, who are beautiful, gentle, generous, and cute; Mom, let go, it hurts."
Ye Lantian quickly let go, tiptoed, and kissed her son's little face, "That's better!"
The group opened a large private room, ordered some snacks and drinks, and went directly to the room.
