"Wen Xin, what happened? Where's dad?" Luo Zhenggang got home from work and found that Wen Xin hadn't gone to the kitchen to help Li Xiaojun, but was sitting in the living room, downcast.
"Nothing's wrong, dad was called away by Uncle Song." Wen Xin pulled her husband into the bedroom, and after closing the door, she looked annoyed: "Remember when Ye'er had surgery and I went to Sha City? I ended up giving Ye Xuan her childhood photo album, but... but I forgot to remove the pictures of Ye'er bare."
"Bare?" Luo Zhenggang repeated, then realized, "You're talking about Ye'er's hundred days celebration photo, what's wrong with that."
Wen Xin waved her hands anxiously: "Not just the hundred days, but also the one when she was three years old, the one taken during her bath."
"That one..." Luo Zhenggang pondered for a moment: "It's no big deal, she was just three, it doesn't matter. After all, Ye Xuan is set to marry our Ye'er, it's fine."
