No one was expecting this. Everyone was looking at each other. And they were all frozen on spot except Song Yibao!

“Yibao greets my aunt!” Song Yibao, who was five years old and didn’t know the inside story, estimated Wei Mengying’s age, then broke down from her father’s arms and made a plausible bow according to the rules Madam Lu had taught her, and smiled sweetly at Song Yixiao, “Big sister!”

Song Yixiao glanced at Song Yuan’s face. His ...