"So, when is the little sister going to come?" Seventeen asked.
Everyone simultaneously looked towards Quan Jingwu, as they all wanted to know the answer to this question as well.
As the whole family discussed this matter, Jian Qing wished she could dig a hole and bury herself in it.
Quan Jingwu pinched his little face, "Very soon, as long as Seventeen and Nineteen behave."
"Mhm." Nineteen nodded with his little head, his small hand resting on Quan Jingwu's larger one, his voice crisp as he said, "Daddy, you must let little sister come before the New Year, so Seventeen and I can take her to watch the fireworks."
It was a big deal now, the little guy even mentioned a specific deadline.
Everyone looked at Quan Jingwu with a mix of schadenfreude, curious to see how he would wiggle out of this one.
Quan Jingwu glared at the crowd who were enjoying the drama, his thin lips slightly parting, "Alright, we'll have the little sister come for the New Year."
