After splitting up with Qi Lihong and the others at the intersection, Mu Jiawen, with her belly sticking out, leisurely walked home.
As she was about to reach the entrance, she ran into her sister-in-law and her little nephew, Yu Xing.
"Boo boo..."
The little guy, with half an apple in his mouth, called out unclearly to his aunt while stretching out his arms for a hug.
Fearing that his little feet might kick Mu Jiawen's belly, Yi Hailan didn't let him rush over.
Yu Xing felt a bit wronged and tried to stuff the apple, which was covered in his saliva, into Mu Jiawen's mouth.
"Eh..."
Mu Jiawen dodged it with distaste, reached out to pinch his soft little cheek, and teased him, "Let's wait for uncle to come home and eat it, okay? He'll make you minced-meat-and-egg, alright?"
"Okay."
Xingxing agreed happily and really stopped eating the half apple, saving it for his uncle.