Qin Jian hurriedly warmed his icy hands in his bosom until they were no longer cold before taking the child in his arms.
Looking at his darling who seemed chubbier each day he saw her, Qin Jian kissed her forehead tenderly and said softly, "Look at how Mom has been feeding you. You're almost turning into a chubby little piggy."
"How can you talk about a child like that? Calling a child a pig!" Zhang Yun, wielding a spatula, walked out of the kitchen again.
"I'm saying, can't you just cook? Just cook properly!" Ning Yibin couldn't help but speak out.
"It's none of your business," she said as she passed by, teasing Little Chenguang before heading back to the kitchen.
"Oh right, I have something to tell you." Qin Jian gently rocked the child while speaking peacefully to An Hao, "Tian Niu and Shuangshuang are getting married. The date's been set, the eighth day of next month!"
"Shuangshuang told me too. She said that on her wedding day, she wants all of us to be there."
