Evening.
Old Yang Family.
Ding-dong, ding-dong—the doorbell rang.
Xie Huilan, who was closest, got up to answer it. When she opened the door, Qu Yunxuan appeared outside in a professional OL outfit, holding Qu Qian, who was not yet a year old, in her arms.
"You're here?" Xie Huilan smiled.
Qu Yunxuan smiled and nodded. "I just got off work. Sorry to keep you waiting."
Xie Huilan lowered her head and teasingly poked at the baby with her hand. "Little thing, did you miss your godmother?"
Xiao Qianqian babbled a few times and scratched at Xie Huilan's hand with her chubby little fingers. She was adorable.
"Oh, you dare scratch your godmother?" Xie Huilan laughed too. She lowered her head and kissed her, then took the child into her arms. "Come, let your godmother hold you."
Qu Yunxuan walked into the house. "Mom, Uncle Yang."
Luan Xiaoping said, "Yunxuan, wash your hands and come eat."
Yang Zhaode smiled. "You all chat. I'll go stir-fry the dishes."
Qu Yunxuan said, "I should go, Uncle Yang."
"It's fine. Everything's ready; I just need to toss it in the pan." Yang Zhaode turned and went into the kitchen.
Dong Xuebin had been watching Aunt Xuan ever since she came in. They had not seen each other in a long time, so naturally he missed her terribly. After a month apart, he felt that Aunt Xuan's temperament had only improved. Perhaps it was because she often appeared on camera to host the news at the Lü'an City Television Station; her whole presence had grown stronger. Her voluptuous figure paired with that capable outfit made her utterly captivating from head to toe.
"Aunt Xuan." Dong Xuebin went up to her.
Qu Yunxuan glanced at him. "You're back?"
Dong Xuebin nodded. "I'm back."
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