Su Xiyin stood by the window and took a look down, only to see An Yan pushing Jun Shiyan out. Then, she got in the car and let out a low sigh. She looked at her granddaughter, who was talking to Xiaoqi, not knowing what to say.
Ling Sheng had not seen her son in nearly two months. She had only seen him on video, but she had been unable to touch him. She hugged her son and kissed him repeatedly. She could not help that she had missed him.
Xiaoqi ran over to take his bag and took out a small box mysteriously. âMommy, close your eyes.â
âWhatâs that? Youâre so mysterious.â Ling Sheng closed her eyes obediently. The little fella messed up her hair for a while.
âMommy, you can open your eyes now.â Xiaoqi pulled her nervously to the mirror and asked her with anticipation, âMommy, do you like it?â
Only then did Ling Sheng see that she was wearing a hair clip. It was a beautiful pink bow. She smiled as she lifted her son up and gave him a kiss. âI like it.â
Xiaoqiâs face flushed as he boasted. âXiaoqi made it himself. Xiaoqi made it in a shop when Great-Grandmother took him out to play.â
Su Xiyin knew this. The others had all been little girls using hair clips and flowery hair accessories, while he had been the only guy there. He was very popular, and people liked to talk to him. The teacher had even complimented him for being the best.
Besides the hair clip, Xiaoqi had also made a porcelain cup himself. It was an irregularly-shaped cupâa childâs work. On it was a simple picture of his mother holding the childâs hand. He had also written the words âI love youâ.
Ling Sheng could not bear to let go. While she was moved, she also felt that she was not qualified to be a mother. She had rarely been apart from her son, so logically speaking, she should have taken him out to play. Now, it was her grandma who had taken him out to play.
âSheng Sheng, come and take a look at this tap!â Su Xiyin shouted.
Ling Sheng put down her son and ran to the washroom.
Su Xiyin closed the door and sighed, her face turning serious. âTell me, what happened between you and Third Master Jun?â
âGrandma, I donât know what youâre talking about.â Ling Sheng was prepared to deny it. After all, she had not been caught.
âWhatâs going on? Grandma saw Third Master Jun leave in a car just now.â Afraid that her husband would hear her, Su Xiyin lowered her voice. âYou still want to lie to your grandma? This room doesnât belong to you. It belongs to that young lady, right? Grandma packed your luggage for you. This isnât your luggage.â
Ling Shengâs face was bitter, as she had miscalculated. She sniffled. âGrandma, actually... I...â
Oh my god, how should she explain?
Should she say that she liked the Third Master and wanted to be with him?
Or should she promise not to interact with him anymore?
âDo you like him?â Upon seeing her granddaughterâs conflicted expression, Su Xiyin frowned. âDo you know that your father doesnât like Third Master Jun? Grandma doesnât want you to suffer with him either. We can find any man. Has he been pestering you?â
Third Master Jun was not someone who would pester others. She wondered if she could find time to have a proper chat with him. If he really loved Sheng Sheng, he would let go.
âGrandma, not really. I like him too.â Ling Sheng lowered her eyes slightly, her voice quiet. âThird Master is very nice.â
âWhatâs good about him? Is it his legs or his face?â Su Xiyin had a mild temper, but this concerned her granddaughterâs happiness. She would not compromise or get angry. âTell me, whatâs good about him?â