Qianqian came bouncing over, and Nan Jiaojiao tossed the keys to the nearest servant, "Could you help me grab the gifts from the trunk?"
"Young Madam, you're too polite, it's nothing, it's nothing!"
Nan Jiaojiao was taken aback by the "Young Madam" title, then Qianqian suddenly bumped into her leg, bringing her back to reality. She picked up the little girl, pinched her rosy cheeks, "Say a few words for pretty sister to hear, let's see if you can pause between sentences."
Qianqian hugged her with her small hands, and with a pouty face said, "Can't do that, Great Grandmother said we're not allowed to call you sister, we have to call you Third Auntie."
Nan Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, as Qianqian could now say a few more words in one go, and the pauses for breaths were a bit longer.
