Jian Wei, who had been enduring Xiaobao's chatter with thinning patience, finally snapped. "Please leave together," he said, his voice edged with desperation. "I could use some peace and quiet."
Xiaobao only smiled sweetly, tilting her head. "Or maybe not. I can stay here with senior and be your lab assistant."
Jian Wei froze, his expression blank. "…"
Thankfully, Yu Xi stepped in, rescuing him from the impending torment. He ushered both Jian Ci and Xiaobao out of the house, leaving Jian Wei behind. The moment the door of his lab closed, Jian Wei exhaled a long sigh of relief. Silence at last. After Xiaobao's incessant yapping the previous night, the quiet felt like a blessing.
He leaned back in his chair, reflecting. How Xiaobao and Yu Xi were born from the same mother yet had such different personalities baffled him. Then again, he realized, it was the same with his own siblings—each one cut from a different cloth.
