An Baobei comforted him, seeing his tone was sullen and obviously he felt aggrieved: "Alright, my dad's wrong. Just bear with it a bit, can you bear it for another week? After a week, I'll send them back."
"A week?!" His reaction was intense. It was as if a week was especially long.
"How about five days?"
"No way!"
"Three days?" Before he could speak, she continued, "If you don't agree to three days, I'm going to be upset with you. They're my younger siblings—you know how good my parents are to me. What's wrong with me helping take care of them? It's not every day, just these few days!"
Thinking it over, Ning Zihan agreed: "Three days, then. After three days, if you don't send them back, I will."
"Pfft..." An Baobei was amused by his last remark.
When three days were up, Ning Zihan didn't wait for the housekeeper and personally packed things for the two little munchkins to send them back to S city. An Baobei found Ning Zihan's eagerness amusing.
