Michelle's tone was sincere, his expression full of regret, making it hard for anyone to blame him.
Xia Weiyi wasn't truly angry, and seeing her daughter Jin Doudou's eyes welling up with tears, whatever little pretense she had melted away.
She lowered her head, gently patted the mud off Xixi's floral dress, and said, "If you want to go out with Grandpa in the future, you must not keep it from Mommy, okay?"
Little Xixi nodded like a pecking chick, and only then did Xia Weiyi turn to Michelle: "If you want to see Xixi, come to our house... Ye Che has been very busy lately, hardly having time to accompany Xixi. It's rare that she's so close to you, so if you're free on the weekends, you and Auntie Tong can take Xixi out to play."
Xia Weiyi spoke naturally, without any forcefulness or sounding bureaucratic.
Michelle was almost overwhelmed with emotion: "I, I can take Xixi out to play?"
Xia Weiyi nodded and gave him a faint smile.
