Morning.
First floor of the villa.
After leaving Qu Yunxuan's room, Dong Xuebin went downstairs guiltily. He glanced at Mom in the kitchen, then helped her fuss over breakfast, every movement carrying a hint of ingratiation. He was afraid she was angry about what had happened earlier. But Mom had already finished making breakfast, so Dong Xuebin was just making a show of helping.
Luan Xiaoping said sourly, "Go wake them up."
"Okay." Dong Xuebin hurriedly put on an act and called upstairs, "Hui Lan! Yun Xuan! Breakfast!"
Qu Yunxuan was the first to come downstairs, carrying her crying daughter in her arms. When she saw Luan Xiaoping, her face heated slightly.
Luan Xiaoping looked at her. "Oh? What's wrong with the child? Is she hungry?"
Qu Yunxuan coughed. "I just fed her, but I don't know what's going on."
"Let me take her." Dong Xuebin walked over and took the child. Lowering his head, he rubbed his stubble against her chubby little face. "I'm poking you, I'm poking you. Is it itchy?"
Xiao Qianqian immediately stopped crying and let out a cheerful giggle.
Dong Xuebin chuckled and kept rubbing his beard against her face. "Tickle you to death."
Xiao Qianqian babbled and mischievously reached out to scratch her dad, delighted.
Seeing that, Qu Yunxuan could not help feeling a little jealous. "This child is getting more and more attached to her dad."
Luan Xiaoping smiled knowingly. Seeing Xie Huilan come downstairs as well, she said, "Come on, sit down and eat."
"Mom, why are you working so hard during the New Year?" Xie Huilan said with a smile. "If I'd known, I would've come over to help. And Xiao Bin too, he should've woken me earlier."
Qu Yunxuan added, "That's right, Mom. Leave this to me from now on."