Zhanyan wrinkled her nose: "That's a boy's thing! You men run around all sweaty, it stinks to high heaven!"
"So, should I kick you then?" Zhan Hui asked, pinching her nose, "You don't like sports, watch out or you'll get fat and turn into an ugly monster!"
Zhanyan paused: "Hmph."
She didn't want to be an ugly monster, so she got up to play ball with him. She had been quite the little lady at school, shunning any rigorous physical activity. But at home, with only her and Zhan Hui, she became quite the wild child. Despite her claims of not wanting to participate, she would soon be running around the house, her laughter ringing out for all in the villa to hear.
Chu Wei heard the noise and asked, "Your daughter?"
"She's playing up a storm." Wanqing said, getting up and walking to the window. She saw the two children scampering about on the grass. The weather seemed rather nice; it would be good to have a picnic when Tianying had the time.
