Xiaocheng obediently nodded his head.
But soon, Xiaocheng realized.
"Dad, but Xixi's dad isn't you!" Although Xixi is his sister, she is still different from Miaomiao.
Xiaocheng understood this in his heart.
He and Miaomiao called Yan Ye dad, while Xixi called Yan Ye uncle.
Yan Ye's eyes flickered, unsure of how to explain to his son.
Although Xiaocheng acted like a little adult, he was still a child. Yan Ye didn't want to talk about death with him; it was too heavy a topic.
"Go give Xixi a hug," Yan Ye said to his son, then they walked towards the dining room together.
Xixi was eagerly eating cake.
Now, whatever Xixi wanted to eat, the servant would get for her, as instructed by Yan Ye.
Xixi had been through a big scare today; she needed some time to settle down.
Xiaocheng didn't know what had happened, but seeing that Xixi came back so late, he thought maybe she was upset today.
