After all, when the show’s recording ended, they were sure to go their separate ways, but by now, Ji Weitian had learned Ruirui was her biological son, and Yaoyao’s older brother. The thought of separating the two toddlers was more than she could bear.
Moreover, she couldn’t stand to let her son be so alone anymore.
But if she didn’t want to separate the two little ones, there were only two solutions, either she would stay at Qin Nanyu’s place, or have the siblings attend the sa kindergarten.
Ji Weitian had visited both kindergartens, and to be fair, Ruirui’s kindergarten was indeed better than Yaoyao’s.
Transferring Yaoyao would not only provide her with a better educational environnt but also her brother’s care, which would be good for Yaoyao.
But if she really did that, she was bound to see Qin Nanyu more often in the future.
Ji Weitian hadn’t figured out how to talk to Qin Nanyu about the past, nor how to face him.
"Cindy?"
Leng Jian noticed she was lost in thought and called out to her gently.
Ji Weitian snapped back to reality and gave him a smile.
"I’m fine, just got a bit too absorbed in my thoughts. Yaoyao’s school transfer isn’t urgent; we can decide later."
Ji Weitian saw the butler coming with a cup of water and was about to ask Leng Jian to sit on the sofa for a while, when familiar footsteps approached from outside.
Imdiately after, the tender voices of two children rang out simultaneously—
"Mommy!"
"Mom!"
Almost at the sa ti, the two little ones ran up to Ji Weitian and hugged her legs from each side.
Qin Nanyu stood at the doorway, his tall figure bathed in the twilight glow.
The orange light shrouded him in a hazy mist, obscuring the expression on his face.
Ji Weitian felt a sudden tremor in her heart as she rembered sothing.
Her Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling on the left let go of her thigh before she could recover, turned his head, and pounced toward the couch.
"Uncle Leng—"
His crisp voice was filled with evident joy as he scrambled up onto the couch and flung himself into Leng Jian’s arms.
He wrapped his arms around his neck, his little head nuzzling against his shoulder.
Continuously calling out to Leng Jian.
This scene left not only Ji Weitian and the little one stunned in the living room but also made Qin Nanyu, who had just stepped in, darken his expression instantly.
The Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, who had just been lazily in his arms declaring "Daddy, I love you best," now before his very eyes had thrown himself into soone else’s embrace...
Qin Nanyu coughed lightly twice, attempting to capture his daughter’s attention.
He failed.
The Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, in Leng Jian’s arms, had completely forgotten even her own mom.
Even when the butler brought over her most cherished fat cat, she couldn’t keep her gaze off Leng Jian for more than three seconds.
For the first ti, Qin Nanyu felt such a strong sense of crisis!
His deep-set eyes narrowed slightly as he assessed the man before him.
anwhile, Leng Jian, holding the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, rose from the couch. As Qin Nanyu was sizing him up, he, too, looked up at Qin Nanyu...
The atmosphere in the living room beca strangely tense.
Like a storm ready to break.
Ji Weitian had just bent over to pick up her son and before she could ask him how he was, noticing the odd scene, she hurriedly squeezed between the two n.
She turned her head to introduce them to Qin Nanyu.
"This is the friend I ntioned to you, Leng Jian; he is Yaoyao’s godfather and has been abroad until now."
Then she turned to Leng Jian, "This is Qin Nanyu."
"Pleased to et you."
Leng Jian stepped forward cooperatively, extending his hand towards Qin Nanyu.
The next second, both n almost simultaneously gripped each other’s hand firmly—
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