Lian Xinying particularly enjoys spending time with the children.
Because children are always full of hope.
It must be because their education is rather good.
"Daddy…" Miaomiao suddenly called out to Xiaocheng.
"I'm brother, call me brother!" Xiaocheng pouted, demanding.
"Brother!" Miaomiao sweetly called out, and Xiaocheng hugged her and kissed her cheek.
The siblings laughed out loud together.
The car was filled with warmth.
Lian Xinying looked at the road ahead, feeling as content as if she had eaten honey.
The phone suddenly rang, and Lian Xinying glanced at the screen—it was Yan Ye's father calling.
Lian Xinying slowed down the car a bit, picked up the phone, and handed it to the back seat.
Upon seeing the phone, Xiaocheng immediately reached out to grab it.
"Hello!" Xiaocheng shouted after getting the phone.
Listening to his grandson's energetic voice, Yan Ye's father relaxed his brows, feeling delighted: "Xiaocheng, have you eaten enough? Did you sleep well?"
