Ye Zhenzhen didn't expect the man to suddenly ask her, so she looked at Song Yuchen, "I'm fine with anything, let's see if Xiao Chen wants to go for a nap or go skiing."
Cheng Jiaming had just said he wanted to race Song Yuchen in skiing, and the child had been looking forward to skiing several times. Since we're here, might as well have a full round of fun.
Song Yuchen, sitting nearby, was just waiting for Ye Zhenzhen to ask him. "Yes, yes! I want to go skiing. Daddy, let's ski together. Didn't you say before that we would go skiing together?"
Song Jinze's lips curved up slightly, "Alright."
The plans for the afternoon were set, and the happiest were the two little ones, who joyfully held hands and spun around in circles in the room.
Among the six of them, Cheng Zheng sighed gloomily and cast a somewhat resentful glance at Song Jinze and his son.
Song Yuchen, couldn't you let your dad get some rest in the afternoon?