Lin Yuan'ai thought her hearing might have been playing tricks on her, but Yan Xinxin's voice was clear and real.
"But Xi, have you ever thought about why Grandma is so unreasonable, so stubborn about taking you away from Xinxin?"
"Because she's mean!"
Yan Chenxi answered without hesitation, giving this reason.
Lin Yuan'ai felt as if her chest had been punched the moment she heard it.
She was both anxious and angry — upset, yet unsure what exactly she was upset about.
"Wrong."
Yan Xinxin parted her lips to deny it.
"Try again."
"Umm..."
Young Yan Chenxi tilted his head and started thinking intently.
"Because, because the bad grandma likes to snatch things from people!"
"Wrong again."
"..."
Little Yan Chenxi suddenly felt a bit defeated. He blinked his bright eyes and looked at Yan Xinxin.
"Xi doesn't know. Xinxin, just tell me the answer!"
"Alright, then listen carefully, Xi."
Yan Xinxin smiled gently, reaching out to hold the little one's small hand.
