Xie Rong knew Xie Zhinuan was fooling him, but he was unable to say it aloud; he could only look on with eager eyes as Xie Zhinuan packed up all the fabrics and placed a pair of silver bracelets inside the brocade box, then went on to pack clothes for both herself and Xie Yi.
Xie Yi, ten months old, could utter "mom." but couldn't say anything else; after being taken care of for a few days, he had grown fairer and cuter to the eye.
Xie Zhinuan picked up a trunk and packed everything needed for the agreement. On this trip to the town, she had borrowed a carriage from Li Hengyi. The carriage was stable, spacious, and not only would it be comfortable for Xie Yi to sleep, but it would also spare them many unnecessary troubles.
"Then, when will you return?" Xie Rong couldn't resist asking.
