The two families kept chatting about anything and everything. After discussing the children's matters, they'd move on to other topics and ended up staying at Qin Xue's house until after dinner, before heading out to the plaza together.
"Little girl, you don't even know how to walk yet. Don't go into the crowd." Qing Zhu could barely hold onto her daughter, who was getting way too energetic.
Qing Yuran looked at Qing Zhu with dissatisfaction. She wanted to go down and play. Being held by her mother was no fun and felt boring.
"You can't walk. What are you going to do if I let you down?" Qing Zhu looked at the little one helplessly, feeling like this was just to spite her.
Qing Yuran looked at Qing Zhu, then turned her gaze toward Ye Xuan, who was talking to Chu Molin. The meaning was clear; if her mother wouldn't take her to play, she'd ask her father to.
