Yiting was observing Little Douding, who Pei Yibai was carrying.
Pei Sansan was about the same age as Douya, and Yiting had a good relationship with Douya, so he found Pei Sansan, this Little Douding, very pleasing to the eye.
Who wouldn't find Pei Sansan so adorable, looking just like Douya with their fair, tender skin?
While he was lost in thought, reminiscing about Douya due to Pei Sansan and then thinking of Yan Yinuo because of Douya, someone rushed over fiercely beside him.
Yiting was startled; as a boxer, such an unexpected collision felt like an enemy ambush.
And facing an enemy's sneak attack, Yiting's instinct was naturally defense and attack.
"Yiting, it's Yiting!" The old lady hadn't noticed Yiting's stiffness and embraced him excitedly.
Already prepared in a defensive stance, Yiting suddenly received Pei Yibai's warning glance.
He was slightly taken aback, snapped back to reality, and lowered his hands.
