The toy finally caught Ruanruan's attention, and He Lang seized the opportunity to pick her up.
Xue Yue looked at her little hand. It was only a scratch, nothing serious. A child's skin is so delicate that it looked a little conspicuous, but it would heal in a few days. She wasn't worried.
Once everything was put away, He Lang went to rest. He'd been driving all day.
Xue Yue put Ruanruan in her stroller and headed to the old family house again, bringing along the gifts she'd bought for Mr. and Mrs. He.
Ruanruan was clutching her doll.
Just as she walked through the door, she ran into Gao Cuiyun, who was on her way out with her child in her arms.
Gao Cuiyun's gaze fell on Xue Yue's pretty dress and the watch on her wrist, and a flicker of envy crossed her face. Then she noticed Ruanruan in the stroller. The girl was wearing yet another new outfit and hugging a doll. Gao Cuiyun rolled her eyes at the mother and daughter.
"Hmph."
