When she received the call from Lu Chen about the grapevine news, Lu Qingqing had just entered the house.
It was not yet four o'clock, very punctual.
The spoils from shopping were carried by Afeng and Alan; Lu Qingqing was speaking with Lu Chen on the phone in one hand, while her other hand swung by her side as she hurriedly walked toward the bedroom she shared with Fu Yisheng, fearing that her son might be hungry.
Upon entering the room, she saw Qin Wanyang painting in front of the crib, while Pengpeng slept soundly on his side.
On the easel, Pengpeng's sleeping figure was captured vividly; it was irresistibly adorable.
"Mom, is Pengpeng still asleep?" Lu Qingqing hung up the phone with Lu Chen, lowering her voice.
Qin Wanyang looked up, a smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, "Our Pengpeng is such a considerate little one, sleeping ever since you left, probably letting you enjoy shopping a little longer."
