Their reckless decision that they made last night made both of them unable to get up on time the next morning. Little Qinwen fell from his tiny baby cot in a flash. Both his beloved Daddy and Mama had yet to wake up, and it attracted the attention of Yue Wanqing who came right upstairs.
Yue Wanqing came up and ran over hurriedly. She lifted her hand and knocked on the door immediately. "Qingqing, Shaoming."
There was no reaction coming from inside, and she could only hear her precious grandson sobbing loudly. It was probably due to him falling down.
At this moment, Yue Wanqing did not bother with manners anymore. She stretched her hand to open the door, then ran inside. She saw Little Qinwen lying on his back on the carpet, and tears trickled down his face.
