Sun Yuting didn't ask whether he was there this time, instead, she sent over an emoji.
It was a cartoon-style sketch of a little rabbit, waving at him.
Lu Lingxiao stared at the series of WeChat messages that had come in and became increasingly annoyed.
Since he was already too agitated by this mother and son to sleep, he replied with a message: "Is there something you need?"
Soon, the text "The other party is typing..." appeared above the WeChat chat box.
Sun Yuting seemed to have organized her thoughts for quite a while before sending a message: "There's nothing in particular, I just wanted to ask if the child wasn't frightened. If there's anything uncomfortable with the child, you can also come to me, don't be polite."
Lu Lingxiao read it and didn't reply.
It was crystal clear what Sun Yuting was thinking, and Lu Lingxiao couldn't be more aware of it.
