Today, Xiao Xi is wearing a pink little dress with soft fabric that doesn’t irritate the skin. Her round, chubby fair appearance looks adorable and slightly comical.
The mont Xiao Xi appeared, the previously noisy venue suddenly fell silent. Everyone was intensely curious about Leng Yichen’s first child in the true sense.
As all eyes were fixed on Xiao Xi, who was cradled in Sister Liu’s arms, the child was sound asleep, occasionally rubbing her little hands on her face and smacking her lips, all unconscious movents.
Sister Liu walked over to Bai Yiran, who imdiately reached out to take the child, "Sleeping?"
"Yes, just fed her once, and then she fell asleep."
Knowing today’s situation, Bai Yiran had preemptively used a breast pump to extract milk and stored it in a bottle, preparing for Sister Liu to feed Xiao Xi when the ti ca, so the child wouldn’t miss a feeding.
Now Xiao Xi was sleeping soundly, occasionally humming softly in her sleep. Holding her, the once domineering Bai Yiran instantly transford into a gentle mother, her gaze upon Xiao Xi softer than ever before.
Xiao Xi’s appearance marked the entrance into the most important mont of the banquet, as after all, she was the main focus today. At her birth, Leng Liewei had only taken a brief glance at the hospital. At that ti, Xiao Xi’s face was not yet fully developed, and Leng Liewei couldn’t tell what she really looked like.
Leng Liewei ca over, wanting to take a look at Xiao Xi’s appearance. Although he didn’t favor girls, she was still a granddaughter of the Leng Family. If she grew up to be pretty, she might contribute to Huai International with her looks.
Even though Xiao Xi was only a month old, Leng Liewei started to plan out her future marriage in his mind.
Grandma was holding Xiao Lang’s hand, standing beside Bai Yiran, and when she saw Leng Liewei approaching, her eyes watched him warily.
Noticing Grandma’s caution, Leng Liewei nodded slightly at her, a gesture of courtesy to this elder in-law.
Grandma snorted coldly, having no fondness for Leng Liewei.
She couldn’t understand why Leng Yichen was so likable, while his father was so detestable.
As Leng Liewei approached Xiao Xi, Luna spoke with a sarcastic tone, "At such an important event, why is the child asleep?"
Luna’s remark left Bai Yiran speechless, and she retorted sarcastically, "Xiao Xi is only a month old, should she stand up and introduce herself to everyone?"
Luna’s face turned awkward, but she understood that a month-old baby could indeed do nothing else except eat and sleep. Her earlier words were purely to spite Bai Yiran, but in hindsight, it made her seem ignorant.
At this mont, Xiao Xi, who had been sleeping, suddenly woke up. Her big eyes blinked blinkingly, her little mouth pouting as if about to cry after being disturbed.
Bai Yiran was alard; her biggest worry was Xiao Xi crying at this mont. The child usually ate and slept easily without much fuss, but whenever she cried, she was hard to soothe.
Xiao Xi looked around with her big eyes, on the verge of crying, but the cry was stifled halfway. Her eyes fixated on a particular spot, reaching out as if she wanted to grab sothing.
Following Xiao Xi’s line of sight, Bai Yiran discovered that the child was looking at Leng Liewei.
Evidently, Leng Liewei also noticed Xiao Xi was looking at him. Her expression was adorable, her eyes beautiful. This was the first ti Leng Liewei locked eyes with his granddaughter, and sothing in his heart seed to soften inexplicably.
Xiao Xi reached her hand towards Leng Liewei, and, as if guided by a mysterious force, Leng Liewei extended his arms, "Let hold the child for a mont."
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