Xibao's head turned away from her mother's chest. "Who are you?"
Xing Ling said, "This is your father's cousin. You should call him uncle."
The three boys came over, standing behind the sofa, curiously looking at Ye Yuli.
Junjun asked, "Did my dad send you?"
Ye Yuli and Xing Ling exchanged glances, each with their own hidden thoughts.
Ye Yuli said, "No."
"You seem to care a lot about my mom," Zhengzheng said.
The question was a bit blunt, but he did it on purpose.
Xing Ling glanced at him, "Don't talk nonsense."
Ye Yuli laughed, "What's wrong with caring? We are family. After three years, you've grown so much, looking... really like my brother."
"We are Ye Sihan's biological sons, of course we look like him," Haohao said.
"I look like mom," Xibao pouted.
Xing Ling gently pinched her little nose, her expression affectionate.
"Mommy, stay with me, I'm hungry, let's eat together~" Xibao snuggled into her mother's chest.
Xing Ling was helplessly entangled by her.