When she returned from the countryside, the child was only three years old; in the blink of an eye, he has grown into a big boy.
She's even started to feel sorry for people now.
"Auntie, I'm all grown up now, you can't pinch my cheeks anymore."
Huo Tingjun's ears turned red.
His handsome face turned bright red.
“You’ve grown up. You’re still a child to your aunt.”
Fang Yihan found it amusing.
...
"Xingyue, Auntie, Xiaojun."
The three were chatting happily when Wen Lingyue arrived.
"Sister!" Wen Xingyue looked at her, her beautiful eyes filled with joy.
Wen Lingyue smiled at her.
"Auntie, happy wedding."
Wen Lingyue also presented a gift.
She called him that, just like Wen Xingyue.
"Ling Yue, you're here, why bring any gifts? Come and sit down, I'm just happy you came."
Fang Yihan also knew Wen Lingyue; the two families had met at Huo Tingxiao's wedding banquet.
"Auntie, this is just a small token of my appreciation." Wen Lingyue's usually cool face softened with a gentle smile.
During this time, Wen Lingyue's smile became more and more frequent, a far cry from her previous aloofness and indifference when she first returned to the Wen family, where she seemed indifferent and didn't care about anything.
"You guys are really something." Fang Yihan gave her a reproachful look.
"Sister Lingyue."
Huo Tingjun called out to the people, and at the same time stood up to give up the seat next to him.
“Xiao Jun has grown taller again. You sit down, I'll stand for a while.” Wen Lingyue smiled and nodded at him.
"Sister Lingyue, please sit down. I'll go get a chair. You two can talk for a bit."
Huo Tingjun turned around and went out to bring back another stool.
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