"It's too simple," they held out pastries for me to eat, but none of them spoke to me. They just stood by my little uncle's side and stared at him, their cheeks all red."
Then she eagerly sought recognition, "I helped you drive them away."
Qiao Qingyu had not seen He Xuerong for half a month. The little girl was truly affectionate toward her, clinging to her side. Qiao Qingyu reached out and pinched her little cheek, "Little aunt thanks you."
He Xuerong hugged Qiao Qingyu's thigh with a smile, lifting her face and said in a tender voice, "Little aunt, I missed you so much."
Qiao Qingyu felt a bit guilty. To be honest, she hadn't thought about the child at all during this past half-month because she had been too busy.
