Their conversation ended on a sour note. In her heart, Qian Yiling had already accepted that Yu'er had fallen in love with Little Ninth, yet somehow, the words changed their flavor when they reached her lips. She was not an overbearing mother. On the contrary, over the past while, she had grown very fond of Little Ninth herself.
Qian Ziyan had thought she would be able to resolve the impasse between herself and Qian Wanyu smoothly. But the moment he saw Wanyu's icy expression and Ling Ling's dejected face, he knew things had gone wrong.
"What did you say to her?"
"I-" Qian Yiling waved a hand helplessly. "Big Brother, I'd like some time alone first."
"All right."
Qian Wanyu's face was taut, but Dongfang Minghui, who knew her well, could tell she was in low spirits, seemingly angry. Thinking of the last person Seventh Sister had met, she found herself at a loss too. When it came to coming out, she truly had no idea how to get along with her future mother-in-law, especially when Qian Mama was so much like Seventh Sister... She hugged Little Fatty tightly, unsure where to find an opening. As she pondered, their group found an open stretch of ground.
Dongfang Minghui shivered. Even with spiritual power protecting her, she still felt this cold. Little Fatty, nestled in her arms, promptly passed her some warmth. Dongfang Minghui immediately felt much warmer and stroked Little Fatty's big head. "Little Fatty, you're wonderful."
Little Fatty seized the opportunity. "Ah," she said to her, rubbing her flattened belly for good measure.
Toothless rolled her eyes helplessly. Watching the two stare at each other, she finally could not stand it anymore and acted as their interpreter. "She wants food."
"Oh." Understanding dawned on Dongfang Minghui. She brought a