Meng Yunjing looked at Mo Shu's smile, the mirth in his eyes deepening, his gaze carried an almost imperceptible doting, "You..."
Mr. Mo's smile was full of warmth, when suddenly he caught sight of Qin An standing beside them, and said, "Qin An, I haven't introduced you yet, this is Meng Yunjing, the grandson of my niece's daughter."
Qin An offered a polite smile, but quickly sensed something amiss and said, "In that case, according to seniority, shouldn't it be..."
Mr. Mo shook his head helplessly and said, "By seniority, he should be calling Shushu his cousin aunty, but this kid is too clever, and he looked down on having a two-year-old as his aunt, so he kept coaxing her into calling him brother. It's been over a decade now, you can call him Brother Yun Jing along with Shushu."
Finally understanding, Qin An called out, "Brother Yun Jing."
Meng Yunjing gave a courteous smile, but there wasn't the same hint of joy on his face as when Mo Shu called him that.
