Ye Qingxian froze.
Little Yangyang's mind went a little blank, too.
Ahhh! In her panic, Yangyang had blurted out her mother tongue.
This wasn't how the story was supposed to go.
Yangyang was so embarrassed she could die. She kept trying to sort out her words, doing her best to forget what had just happened, when her thoughts inexplicably drifted somewhere else—
Mom couldn't understand her baby talk, but she should be able to understand the language she'd just spoken.
As for Ye Qingxian, forget it. She'd be completely lost.
It was a trivial little episode. Since Junior Sister couldn't possibly be a cat, Ye Qingxian hadn't paid it much attention. She watched Yangyang gazing at her and kept turning over what the little girl had just said.
With a clever enough mind, there was no need to think hard to piece it together. "You mean your mom went out today to earn spirit stones, and someone bullied her?"
Waaah.
Yes, yes, exactly!!
Yangyang nodded her head again and again, so moved she even pretended to wipe away tears.
So smart.
Nothing like her own mom.
Hmm? Junior Sister had even cried? Ye Qingxian seized on the key detail, her heart tightening. Her divine sense swept through the surroundings, and she immediately spotted the tear tracks on Junior Sister's face inside the room.
Even asleep, she clutched the corner of her blanket tightly, curled up in a pitiful little ball.
It was a posture that spoke of a deep lack of security.
She suddenly softened her tone, suppressing her anger as she did her best to sound gentle. "All right, you're a good baby."
"If anyone bullies her again, just tell Auntie. Auntie will teach them a lesson for your mom, okay?"
"Eeya, eeya." The little bundle of joy waved