As the two locked eyes, Chen Wanqing hadn't yet recovered from her heavy thoughts before Chaoyang let go of her hand. Like a little calf, he ran straight toward Zhao Jing.
"Dad!"
Zhao Jing bent down, effortlessly scooped him up, and bounced him in his arms.
Chen Wanqing worried that he had never held a child before and might not know his own strength, accidentally dropping Chaoyang. She quickly took a few steps forward and said, "Be careful."
But Chaoyang loved playing like this. He giggled, HEE HEE, and bossed his dad around, "Higher, higher!"
Zhao Jing smiled at Chen Wanqing, turned around, and tossed Chaoyang high into the air.
The entire courtyard was filled with Chaoyang's extremely excited laughter. He giggled joyfully, HA HA HA, outshining the brilliant summer scenery filling the yard.
