"Aaaaaah, Yuran, Yuran, you're just too good at this, giving birth to such an adorable little creature, a tiny milk bun, so cute, so cute."
The weird aunts could barely control their mouths, surrounding Yuran in circle after circle, completely neglecting the temptation of the delicious food, all squeezing in hoping to catch another glimpse of Zhizhi.
Yuran coaxed Zhizhi with a few words and Zhizhi slowly propped herself up, gracing everyone with a frontal view. People pulled out their phones, and Yuran quickly shielded Zhizhi.
Smiling at everyone, she said, "Sorry, no photos, please. Due to my future career, I hope everyone understands."
This request wasn't too much, and once Yuran mentioned it, everyone's sanity returned a bit, and they all put away their phones, voluntarily turning them off.
Someone said, "We should just turn off our phones and focus on eating, thanks to Yuran's hospitality."
