Mrs. Leng held back for a long time but ultimately didn't say any blaming words.
"Exactly! We young people are petty; unlike you, Mom, who have the magnanimity of a prime minister!" Leng Ning immediately responded with a double entendre, subtly flattering her.
Mrs. Leng tapped her forehead and jokingly scolded, "You slippery talker!" Then she turned to Li Si: "Sisi, why don't you hold Buding for a while? This little one's been mumbling 'Mama, Mama' nonstop! He's missing you!"
Li Si chuckled and took the clueless, grinning Buding from Mr. Leng, then looked up at Mrs. Leng, feeling slightly surprised.
The storm she had anticipated didn't hit, leaving her unaccustomed to this calm.
After chatting for a while, Buding stretched his little arms, wanting to go to the yard to play. Leng Ning enthusiastically volunteered to take him outside.
Mr. and Mrs. Leng, worried about her handling the child alone, followed her out.
