Song Chengguang really liked Little Huang; his affection for the dog was second only to that of the boy and girl twins in his heart. This realization amusingly yet somewhat bitterly made Xu Xiuxiu question her own place in Yuanhuan's heart—it might even be lower than Little Huang's—a faint sadness crept into her heart.
"Mom, I want to take Little Huang with me to daycare." After the weekend ended, it was time for young Song Chengguang to go back to daycare. Having spent two days together, his bond with Little Huang had grown even deeper. Early in the morning, after eating breakfast and putting on his little backpack, he was ready to head out the door with Little Huang.
"No, Little Huang has to stay at home," Xu Xiuxiu refused Song Chengguang's request with glaring eyes.
"Mom." Song Chengguang began to act spoiled and pitiful.
"No," Xu Xiuxiu stood firm, unwilling to indulge Song Chengguang's little whims.
