Yan Xiaye smiled gently.
She leaned down to receive the flowers from Little Yunduo, then held the little guy in her arms and gave him a kiss on his tender, chubby cheek.
Little Yunduo blushed, and like a little adult, he asked, "Yanyan, how is Auntie Yiren doing? Dad said she's not feeling well, so you went to accompany her."
"Yiren is okay, just a bit tired. If she recovers well, tomorrow..."
Rubbing the little one's soft hair, Yan Xiaye added uncertainly, "Or the day after, I'll take you to visit her."
Little Yunduo looked up, nodding seriously, "Alright, Auntie Yiren said I'm her favorite. If I visit her, she might just recover quickly."
Yan Xiaye laughed softly in agreement, "That's right, she would definitely be very happy."
Beside them.
Mengmeng patiently blinked her eyes, watching the big one and the little one share a moment of closeness. She then took out a small jewelry box from the pocket of her princess dress and handed it to Yan Xiaye.
