Meimei didn't say much, only reminding the little one to be careful, and then asked him in detail how many days he would be away playing... However, it was definitely not appropriate to ask the little one about this; she would have to ask the Qin family first.

Although I can completely trust my little dumpling to go out with those two Qin boys, I still need to ask for clarification before making any decisions.

If something were to happen to my son, the old man would be the first person I would be trying to appease.

Of course, everyone is also reluctant to see the little one suffer any accidental injury, etc.

The little dumpling really likes Meimei, his second grandmother, even more than he likes Ye's mother and Ling Jin, his maternal grandmother. However, this is something the little one knows in his heart and has never said out loud.

Anyway, the specific reason is something the little guy himself doesn't know.

Meimei is always smiling and dotes on Tuanzi. She has a witty and humorous personality, which is something that neither Ye's mother nor Ling Jin and her sister possess.

The little one nestled comfortably against Meimei until footsteps sounded on the stairs, at which point he sat up abruptly.

"Big brother!"

Upon seeing Xi Siyu, she immediately slid off the sofa and ran towards him.

Everyone laughed as they watched, and continued chatting about adult matters.

As for the two little ones, a faint smile finally appeared on Xi Siyu's pale face after seeing them:

"You're back?" he asked softly.

"Um."

The two children, one big and one small, sat on the stairs and started chatting.

"Big brother, Tuanzi was very worried when she heard you were sick."

Xi Siyu reached out and ruffled the head of the little person beside him:

"It's alright, don't worry."

"Oh, how can I not worry? Big brother, are you in pain?"

Xi Siyu shook her head. It really doesn't hurt. She's not really sick, so why would it hurt? It's just that she often feels very, very sad.

But Xi Siyu has no intention of telling the villain beside her any of this.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

I'm not that easily fooled. If nothing were really wrong, my second brother and second grandmother wouldn't have made it sound so serious back home. Besides, the butler even called me before, saying that my eldest brother wasn't doing well.

In an instant, the little boy's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his face.

You're lying!

Forehead.

Xi Siyu was a little confused and didn't know what to do. Why was the child crying? She hadn't done anything wrong.

Whether you're sick or not, who can know better than yourself?

"No, really, don't cry..."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xi Siyu was even more at a loss, and could only reach out to wipe away the little one's tears, saying:

"I really didn't, I'm not lying to you, see for yourself if you don't believe me."

How should we view this?

The little guy paused, and then actually reached out and touched Xi Siyu's forehead:

"Not hot, no fever!"

It seems that touching one's forehead has become everyone's first habit, even the little one is no exception.

Downstairs, the adults all looked over when they heard the commotion upstairs. The Gu family, in particular, couldn't help but laugh when they saw their son acting like a brat in someone else's house. No one bothered the two little ones.

On the stairs, the little boy wiped away his tears and sobbed softly as he asked:

"Then, big brother will go out to play with Tuanzi tomorrow."

"Uh... okay!"

As long as you don't cry, everything is fine.

It has to be said that the little guy's crying and fussing really did have an effect.