"If you let me take Little Weilan with me, I'll go."
Qiao Yuetong's eyes suddenly sparkled, looking eagerly at Mrs. Shen.
Mrs. Shen, helplessly: "Just don't lose my precious granddaughter."
"I won't."
"Fine, you take her, but if Weilan loses a single hair, I'll disown you."
"Weilan, come on, let's go get dressed up with Uncle."
"Dress up, handsome, pretty." Shen Weilan waved her little hands happily.
Even as they walked away, their cheerful voices were still audible.
"If you like kids so much, why not have one yourself?" Mrs. Shen remarked offhandedly, though her sidelong glance was aimed at Qiao Yuetong.
Qiao Yuetong's gaze followed Shen Weilan until she disappeared, reluctant to look away.
Seeing her reaction and hearing Mrs. Shen's words, everyone sneaked a knowing smile.
It seemed there might be a possibility between her and Shen Xinghan after all.
