The Ginkgo Tree rustled in the wind.
Ye Zhaoxuan still had her head tilted, the emotions in her eyes growing with every moment Ye Qingxian remained silent, gradually surging toward the brink of losing control.
"Could it be true?"
Ye Zhaoxuan lowered her head, her tone strangely subdued.
"Why? Why do you have to have another Younger Sister?"
The more she spoke, the sadder she became.
"Xiao Xuan is already so well-behaved."
"You already have me, the most obedient baby. Why have another Younger Sister? Is it because I haven't done well enough, so you want another Younger Sister to take my place?"
Tears gradually filled Ye Zhaoxuan's eyes, her emotions about to burst forth. Suddenly, she grabbed her head and began shaking it wildly, as though she could not accept it.
The moment Ye Qingxian saw this, she knew this was bad. A mere suspicion that had yet to be confirmed had already driven her nearly to collapse. She could only hurriedly pick up the little bundle and comfort her. "No, no, there isn't one. It's a good thing there's no Younger Sister—you misunderstood."
She did not make her words too absolute, instead leaving herself room to maneuver and carrying the tried-and-true tactic of dragging things out to the bitter end. "As for the specifics, you should ask your Mother yourself. How could anyone else know what she's thinking? Whether she wants a Younger Sister isn't something I alone can decide."
Ye Zhaoxuan stopped crying. Staring at Ye Qingxian with her big eyes, she suddenly seemed a little dazed. "Xiao Xuan misunderstood? There isn't a Younger Sister yet?"
She still clenched her small hand tightly. Her tear-filled eyes finally stopped shedding tears as she muttered to herself, "No, I have to ask Mother and confirm it myself."
"Mm, there