Chi Jingxuan put on a smug "you'll never guess" expression, and Qin Yuji approached skeptically. As she stepped out of the bedroom and saw the two people standing downstairs, she let out a sharp cry of astonishment, "How is it you guys?"
In the living room, Mo Yichen and Qiao Xinran stood side by side, cradling a swaddled infant in their arms.
Turning to look again, Chi Jingxuan's face beamed with a radiant smile, and Qin Yuji immediately realized what was happening.
She shot him a reproachful glance and hurried down the stairs so quickly that Chi Jingxuan's heart leaped, wishing he could fly down after her.
In just a few steps, she reached Qiao Xinran's side and looked down at the sleeping Xiao Ahqiao in her arms, reluctant to even blink.
The nearly two-month-old Xiao Ahqiao, dressed in a one-piece baby suit and wearing a little hat on his head.
Seeing the hat, roughly the size of her own palm, Qin Yuji's eyes widened in amazement.
