Lin Weiwei's aunt, Lin Lu, first pulled Lin Weiwei in excitement, her face filled with joy as she looked at her nonstop. But then her expression darkened slightly, and she feigned anger, "You little rascal, do you even remember you have an aunt like me!"
"What's wrong?" Lin Weiwei, uncharacteristically, blinked her eyes and asked in a somewhat coquettish manner.
Bai Xiaosheng watched with amusement.
This girl was neither the demure and graceful type nor the overtly domineering one, but she finally displayed some of the naivety expected of her age.
"What's wrong!" Lin Lu huffed, "You work in the city, just half an hour's distance from our home. Don't you ever think to visit your aunt more often! This time, I even had to call you personally, Lin Weiwei, you sure are something, huh! Have your wings grown strong now?"
Lin Lu scolded her.
However, Bai Xiaosheng could tell that she truly cherished her niece.
