When he saw that Ji Weixi struggled with her limp, Li Shaoling picked her up with a single swish, with Ji Jiayu still in her arms.
The man was strong and had an awe-inspiring chest. Blushing a little, she averted her gaze.
On another note, she almost forgot entirely about Tian Miaomiao if she did not call her.
"Xixi, I can't find Jiajia anywhere…" Tian Miao Miao's voice was hoarse from crying. "I'll go kill myself."
"Miaomiao…" Ji Weixi felt a little embarrassed. "Don't worry, I found him."
"Really!?" Tian Miaomiao could be heard slapping her chest in relief from the other end. "Wonderful, wonderful… When are you guys coming back! I miss him so much… I won't survive if he really went missing!"
Ji Weixi smiled then. "Be at ease. Have a meal and watch your dramas—I'm bringing him back now."
When she hung up, the tot appeared rather unhappy. "Mommy, are we really going home?"
He would not be able to see daddy if they did.
