Lan Xin Ai suddenly threw a fit and got up to sleep in the bedroom.
The maid stood in a daze, wondering what she had said wrong to upset the young mistress so much.
...
When Xi Yemo returned, he was informed by the maid about the situation. His eyebrows furrowed: "She hasn't eaten all afternoon?"
"No," The maid shook her head nervously.
"Have the kitchen prepare some other dishes."
"Okay."
The maid quickly withdrew.
...
"Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling." Lan Xin Ai was in the bedroom, gently shaking a bell in her hand. The crisp sound was very pleasing to the ears.
In the car, Xi Jinyan was grinning ear to ear. He was wearing a red mini-outfit, and his chubby little face was lit up with joy as he eagerly waved his hands and responded, "Ahh, ahh."
As soon as Xi Yemo walked in, he saw this heartwarming scene and greeted her with a grin: "Wife."
"Husband." Lan Xin Ai put down the bell in her hand, grasped little Yan's hand and said, "Little Yan, daddy is home."
"Ahh, ahh."