Tang Yue was speaking and was just about to get up to fetch the luggage gift box when Ding Ling already pushed the luggage over. Ding Ling smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Ding Ling. This is a gift your mom bought for you. How about I help you open it?"
"Hello, Aunt Ding." Chenchen was about to agree when Zaozao stepped forward, puffed out his chest, and said, "Aunt Ding, we've grown up. We can open the gifts ourselves."
"Alright." Ding Ling smiled and didn't say more; then she left with Tang Yue.
"Zaozao, I like Aunt Ding." Chenchen tilted her head to look at her brother, who was a few minutes older, and asked, "Why not let Aunt Ding stay with us?"
"I'm sure Mom and Dad are having a private conversation. How can we eavesdrop with Aunt Ding here?" Zaozao replied defensively.
Chenchen's eyes, identical to Tang Yue's big eyes, sparkled with excitement, as she agreed, saying, "You're right."
Her big eyes twinkled as she said, "I know where we can eavesdrop."
