An Ning returned to the room, Xinxin was still sleeping blissfully.
Unsure what sweet dreams she was having, she occasionally giggled out loud.
"This kid!" An Ning grabbed the child-specific tissues and wiped the drool from her mouth.
Aunt Wang checked the baby's diaper; it was still dry, no sign of needing a change. Then she quietly discussed with An Ning, "People always say that when children smile in their sleep, they are dreaming of wonderful memories from their past life!"
An Ning looked down at the little one. "This little thing must have been a vain girl in her past life, liked looking in the mirror."
Aunt Wang chuckled. "She not only likes to look in the mirror; when Madam puts on makeup, she stares without blinking and even asks Madam for lipstick!"
The 'Madam' Aunt Wang referred to was Wen Rufeng, and she would call An Ning 'Ningning.'
