Upon hearing the commotion from behind, others glanced over and saw the mother and son staring at each other.
Jinxing grinned and cheerfully ran to Song Weiyi's side, holding her hand. "Mom, you're back? I was just about to find you. Great-grandmother said you were next door."
The little guy babbled on, quickly clearing himself of any suspicion with a few words.
Song Weiyi didn't think much of it and led him inside by the hand. "I'm back. You're not familiar with this place, don't run around. Be careful or someone might kidnap you," she said, tapping her son's nose.
Jinxing nodded vigorously like a pecking chick, sneaking a glance at the door with regret, thinking there was probably no hope of going out alone.
After chatting with Old Lady Xu for a while, it was lunchtime, and everyone except for Xu Zijin went downstairs to the dining room for a meal.
