He looked up at Xia Pengpeng, examining her.
A qipao?
The kind that splits high up the thigh?
Seems nice!
He had never seen her in that kind of dress before.
Then, the rest of the conversation turned into a women's-only discussion.
Mu Xingye, holding Baby Mu, sat to one side, not disturbing the two beauties who were chatting more and more enthusiastically.
Two hours later, Xia Pengpeng reluctantly said goodbye to Lin Ziqing.
Turning around, she directed the camera toward Mu Xingye and Baby Mu on the sofa.
Lin Ziqing, seeing Mu Xingye holding Baby Mu, both asleep, found the scene so heartwarming, it made her feel all warm inside.
"Pengpeng, thank you. You must be the most precious gift that heaven has sent to Xiao Ye!"
"Mom, he is also the irreplaceable, precious person to me," Xia Pengpeng whispered in response, her gaze upon Mu Xingye tender and loving.
Lin Ziqing, witnessing the scene, felt a heartfelt blessing in her heart.
