Lu Qixi turned her head and saw the little one seriously saying, "Qixi, did you get heartbroken?"
"No," she immediately cast aside her jumbled thoughts and looked at him with a beaming smile, "Why do you think I got heartbroken?"
"Because you looked unhappy," Xiaobao thought for a moment and shyly said, "Qixi, can you not date anyone? When I grow up, I'll marry you. My grandpa has money, and my dad has money, so I can support you."
Lu Qixi couldn't help but burst out laughing, "By the time you grow up, I'll be old."
"No, I still have..." The little one struggled counting on his fingers, frowning heavily, "only five more years to grow up."
"It's many, many years from now, stop counting," Lu Qixi grabbed his chubby little hand, "come here, how about I teach you to sing?"
"Yes!" Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he threw himself into her arms, "Qixi, I really like you!"
