"An'an, let's go downstairs to play so Mommy can rest." Xu Ting took An'an's hand.
An'an didn't want to, saying, "I want Mommy."
"Your building blocks from last time, big sister can teach you how to build a house." Xu Ting deliberately mentioned An'an's favorite blocks.
An'an's eyes immediately brightened, and followed Xu Ting without hesitation.
Watching the two little ones go downstairs to play, with An'an no longer clinging to her all the time, Xu Nianhua looked at Xu Ting's back and sighed, "Xiaoting is really too sensible. Yicheng, don't you think Xiaoting is way more mature than most kids?"
Xu Nianhua said this, a bit slow to realize.
"Don't be fooled by how young she is—she's smart. She knows she's not our biological child; even though we treat her well, she knows it. So don't worry about it. Her being sensible isn't a bad thing." Pei Yicheng knew the truth. All that talk of 'maturity'—she was basically an adult pretending to be a kid.
