"You're back? Oh dear, my lovely grandson has fallen asleep." The old lady feigned ignorance of Xu Lijing's sour expression, moving next to Xu Zijin to look at her grandson, and exaggeratedly raised her voice.
Xu Lijing kept her face dark and said nothing, while Yan Yinuo also sensed the strange and awkward atmosphere in the room.
The old lady's here too... No wonder Xu Zijin couldn't get her to leave no matter what, insisting on coming along.
"He's been asleep for a while. I'll take him to bed first." Yan Yinuo reached out to Xu Zijin, asking him to hand over their son to her.
"I'll hold him. Why transfer hands? Lead the way." Xu Zijin was unmoved and instead held the child in his arms a bit tighter.
Yan Yinuo had no choice but to nod, enduring her mother's cold looks, and lead Xu Zijin to her room.
A small bed had been temporarily added here, with Xu Lijing sleeping on it, while Yan Yinuo shared a bed with Douya.
