At 7 a.m., the stubborn Little Milk Dumpling was finally carried into the Xu Family Mansion by Yun Qiuce.
In the bright living room of the Half Mountain Villa, Mo Wanting, Xu Leiyue, and others filled the room, making the spacious living room feel somewhat crowded.
"Make way, make way," Yun Qiuce said as he carried Yun Qi inside.
Xu Xueyan's friends exchanged looks and whispered, "Is that Yun Qiuce?"
"Didn't Xueyan say she drove him away yesterday? Why did she invite him back again?"
"He's so handsome."
"Hey! This is the time to worry about Xueyan more."
...
Yun Qi was placed on the ground. Because she hadn't slept until she awoke naturally, her eyes were a bit hazy, like a young animal just learning to walk, wobbling a few steps.
Even the anxious Mo Wanting found this little one exceedingly cute.
"Qi, no, Master Xiao Qi. Yesterday afternoon..." Mo Wanting struggled to speak.
