"If you want Tingye to go too, you could call him and ask. If he's available, he can join you, alright?"
Ye Mingmei looked at Meimei's expectant eyes and said with a smile.
Meimei's reliance on Tingye surpassed everyone's expectations. Perhaps it was because she grew up without a father, Meimei was especially well-behaved and sensible. Even when Tingye was little, he would always protect her, like a guardian angel in her heart.
"Okay, I'll call Tingye!" Meimei broke into a smile, climbed out of Ye Mingmei's embrace, swiftly got off the bed, and started running outside.
"Slow down, don't fall! You haven't washed your face yet..."
Before Ye Mingmei could finish her sentence, Meimei's figure had already vanished from sight. She shook her head helplessly and followed the anxious little girl.
Just as she reached the doorway, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking down the stairs, and her footsteps suddenly halted.
