Do Not Approach

Am I your little puppy?!
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When Su Qiuyun arrived at Xiaoxiao's house, this is the heartwarming scene she saw.

Her daughter, Xiaoxiao, was lounging on the couch, casually watching TV with her legs crossed, wearing an eye-catching red dress. And that "cold and aloof" Miss Qin? She was in a wheelchair, wearing an apron, smiling as she brought out dishes from the kitchen.

As soon as Su Qiuyun walked in, she hurriedly set down her bag and washed her hands. "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you? How can you be so inconsiderate, making her busy like this?"

Mu Xiaoxiao tossed some snap peas into her mouth, grinning. "The Young Miss said it's really not easy for you to come all this way, so she insisted on cooking for you herself."

Ugh! She was inwardly raging.

Mom, please open your eyes, and see the sweat still clinging to my hair!

Su Qiuyun washed her hands and quickly went to help. This was her first formal meeting with Qin Yi, and she was utterly dazzled.

She truly embodied the beauty of a hibiscus flower, exuding a regal aura.

Su Qiuyun had caught glimpses of Qin Yi when the kids were watching TV before, and back then, she felt like a celestial being-there was a certain distance to her.

Honestly, if it hadn't been for Xiaoxiao constantly mentioning her, she wouldn't have dared to hope for a meeting.

Qin Yi was a former star on countless stages, under countless lights, and yet here she was, more nervous than ever, her palms sweating. She smiled at Su Qiuyun. Under the light, her skin was as smooth as jade, her eyebrows like delicate spring shades, her eyes shimmering like autumn waves-she was truly beautiful.

"Why are you being shy? Didn't you want to meet?"

Mu Xiaoxiao shot a stern look at Miss Qin. She knew that with her mom here, even if Miss Qin was angry, she would hold back. When else would she have the chance to turn the tables?

Just as she finished speaking, Su Qiuyun tugged at her ear, looking apologetically at Qin Yi. "I'm sorry, this child has no manners because I spoiled her. Please forgive her."

"...Ouch!"

Does she not care about her pride? Qin Yi shook her head. The faint pink on her porcelain cheeks resembled plum blossoms against the snow. She parted her red lips and called out softly, "Auntie."

Mu Xiaoxiao, who had just been wincing from her ear being pulled, felt her gaze drift, unable to help but turn to her mom with a smug smile. "Mom, see? She's so soft and cute!"

Qin Yi: "..."

What on earth did this brat say about me to her mother?

Su Qiuyun smiled at Qin Yi and nodded. "She's a good kid."

The term "kid" caught Qin Yi off guard. No one had called her that since she was little, except for Song Sao, and even then, she was younger. The unexpected label made her momentarily speechless.

Mu Xiaoxiao noticed her smile, pushed her mom's hand away, and crouched in front of Qin Yi. She gently untied her apron and ruffled her hair. "Good girl, you've worked hard."

Qin Yi looked down at her. Mu Xiaoxiao's gaze held a mix of concern and affection, and she understood the feelings swirling inside her in that moment.

Though Qin Yi didn't speak, Mu Xiaoxiao was deeply touched by her efforts today.