"The sun's getting stronger. Come on, let's go inside."
Su Jiansen dodged his son's grasping hands and carried Tang Tang into the house. "Zhihao, help your sister with her things."
"Okay."
They were only staying for a few days, but with a baby in tow, one suitcase couldn't possibly hold all the things they needed. It took three people to barely manage all the bags in one trip.
Afterward, Su Xiajing sent the driver and Sister Wang back to take some time off, telling them to pick her up when she was ready to go home.
"Isn't this too little?"
Su Jiansen frowned at the luggage they had brought inside. "I'll have the housekeeper go to the baby store and buy some more things later."
There was only one small suitcase of clothes for mother and daughter. How could that be enough?
"It's enough."
Su Xiajing took out the formula, diapers, and other supplies one by one. "We'll head back once Zhihao starts school."
"Head back? What for?"
Su Jiansen's thick brows furrowed. "You're divorced now. Why wouldn't you move home? Living out there alone with a baby is so hard."
"I have someone helping me."
"She's still an outsider. How could she compare to your own family?"
Su Jiansen strongly objected, but then he remembered that Xia Jing had hardly ever relied on him, even as a child. She had debuted while she was still in school to earn her own money, while he had neglected her for years because of work. His confidence promptly deserted him.
"I... what I mean is, I can help you take care of her."
Su Xiajing paused, then smiled. "Dad, what about your company? Aren't you going to run it anymore?"
"The managers can handle things at the company. Unless something special comes