Daddy? Papa?
Lin Yuan'ai and Ning Zitong stared at little Chenxi in astonishment.
"Xixi."
Ning Zitong called out.
Little Chenxi quickly turned around, her rosy and adorable little face coming into Lin Yuan'ai's view.
Although she knew the Mu family had adopted a baby five years ago, she rarely had the chance to see the child.
Today was the first time she'd seen her up close, and she was somewhat amazed.
A five-year-old child, delicate and pristine like a lotus flower, with a particularly clean and tender look.
"Auntie..."
Little Chenxi spoke in her soft, childish voice, running to Ning Zitong on her stubby little legs.
"Auntie, I want Daddy. I want Sister Xinxin."
"What Sister Xinxin? Little Xixi, let Auntie tell you: that Yan Xinxin is not a good person."
Lin Yuan'ai sternly corrected her.
Little Chenxi turned to glance at Lin Yuan'ai, her tiny brows furrowing, then burrowed back into Ning Zitong's arms.
