Looking at the immaculate little guy on the screen, snoozing away with his tiny fists clenched, Qin Yuji felt like pink bubbles were about to burst out of her eyes.
Qiao Xinran's voice, brimming with happiness as she explained the origin of her son's name, filled her ears as Qin Yuji watched intently, reaching out to touch the little fellow's tiny fist on the screen, while tenderly calling out, "Xiao Ahqiao, I'm your auntie, your Auntie, you know..."
"Yuji, you're not Auntie."
The screen suddenly switched, and Qiao Xinran's face appeared, "You are his godmother, I've told you that. We've accepted the gift you gave for Xiao Ahqiao's first meeting with us, and now you're trying to back out?"
With a helpless smile, Qin Yuji nodded, "Alright, alright, I am the godmother, happy now?"
As she spoke, Qin Yuji, with an expression of distaste, waved towards Qiao Xinran, "Hurry up, I want to see my godson, you go away for now."