After hesitating for quite a while, Lin Bingxuan finally spoke up, "Mom!"
Although her voice was very low, Xiao Nianqing still heard it clearly and immediately responded with a smile, "That's more like it, keep calling me that and it'll become second nature!"
Before Lin Bingxuan could reply, the little girl jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, incredulously saying, "Auntie? You just..."
She couldn't continue her words, as if switching into rage mode, pacing back and forth in the same spot, mumbling indistinct words.
"Who's talking?" Xiao Nianqing asked puzzled.
Lin Bingxuan had to put aside the interrupting Le Yaoyao for now and replied, "My niece is next to me."
"Niece?" Xiao Nianqing smiled broadly and said, "By seniority, she should call me grand-aunt, right?"
"Tell me, what would you like as a meeting gift? Grand-aunt will surely fulfill your wish!" The feigned ancient tone was aimed at the little girl.
