Heather is already 13 years old, a tall and graceful young lady.
At her word, Shi Ying immediately dashed forward to cater to her every need.
Xueli watched her husband act like this and thought of what he had just said about Song Zhen, unable to help but find it amusing.
The biological son was tired and sat on the luggage without asking for a hug, but the daughter was sleepy, and he immediately went over, acting like a beast of burden, dragging his daughter along.
Zaizai looked at this scene, glanced at Xueli, and softly spoke to comfort her: "Auntie, don't be mad, oh, men are all like this!"
Xueli was startled, turned to look at Zaizai.
Zaizai, dressed in a little jacket, had a cool, carved face, and spoke as if he had seen through life: "I saw through it long ago, men always prefer girl babies, they think boy babies are stinky, that's why they call us 'stinky kids,' but honestly, we don't smell at all!"
Xueli burst out laughing and started chatting about life with Zaizai.
