Celia quickly stepped forward, "Oh dear, let Auntie show some love to this little cutie!"
"Hold on!" What little cutie?! Tong Yao's temper flared instantly, "Connie said before, when the baby comes out of the delivery room, Luowa has to be the first to hold him."
Celia's hand had already touched the corner of the blanket. Hearing Tong Yao's words, she turned back, annoyed, looking at her, "Aunt, are you trying to embarrass me?"
Marian gave her a glare, "Celia, is this the tone you use with your elders?!"
Yi Luowa, hearing the commotion outside, stuffed Ziyan into Tong Airui's arms and said quietly, "You and Dad better stay put. A person like her isn't worth dealing with."
Yi Luowa opened the door and walked out.
Still upset from being scolded by her mother-in-law, Celia, with lingering resentment, looked at Tong Yao and asked, "Aunt, why does Connie's baby have to be held by Yi Luowa first?"
