After walking behind Yuan Meng for a long time, Ye Qian finally was able to get by her side.
Even though he had the speed with which he would be able to step in front of Little Jia's school the next moment, Ye Qian felt that it was a bit senseless.
Just as Little Jia said, spending some time walking and talking while remembering a few things was much better than just rushing to the destiny.
"Aunt Meng, why are you in such a hurry?"
Little Jia asked when Ye Qian was next to Yuan Meng.
"Jia, didn't I say that someone made me angry and have not apologized yet and so I am angry, dear."
Yuan Meng smiled while caressing Little Jia's hair while snorting at Ye Qian.
"Ohh."
The little girl's lips curved into a big O as she nodded and then turned to her Papa.
"Phish phish."
The little girl whispered something into her Papa's ears after which Ye Qian's brows raised as he nodded.
"Alright."
