After a while, Mrs. Wei comes to pick up her little girl.
Xin is still asleep on Jiang's lap, breathing quietly, like a perfect angel.
…Which, I highly doubt she actually is.
Mrs. Wei looks at Jiang and smiles politely.
"Did she bother you?"
Yuyu waves her hand enthusiastically.
"No, no! She's such a sweet girl!"
I raise an eyebrow from my chair. Sweet? Maybe in her dreams. Literal dreams. Not real life.
Zeyan gently lifts Xin in a perfect princess carry, careful not to wake her.
"Let me walk her to your door," he says calmly, like this is a royal mission.
Meanwhile, Jiang finally stretches his legs, finally disentangling from tiny human gravity.
I can't help but watch, thinking…
Yeah. That's right. Let real adults handle the chaos while I sit here, quietly plotting my next life choice… or just finishing the leftover cake cream on plate.
Either works.
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