In Qiongzhi Courtyard, An Jiuyue carried two children who had been brought back from Ding Nuo Academy.
"We missed you so much! We missed you so much that we almost couldn't eat." Qian Yirong wrapped his arms around his mother's neck affectionately.
"Is that so?" An Jiuyue smiled and looked at the two boys in her arms.
"How come, Rong'er, I feel like you've gained some weight? If you were unable to eat, would you have gained weight?"
"Uh." Qian Yirong was stunned by his mother's words, and his face flushed red in embarrassment.
"Well… Well, my weight probably gained on its own. It has nothing to do with me."
"Pfft! Haha!" Qian Yizheng, who was sitting opposite him, laughed impolitely, almost teasing his brother.
His weight gained on its own? When did his younger brother become so funny? He never noticed!
"Brother, you're not allowed to laugh. You're not allowed to laugh."
