To make the car ride more comfortable for the children, Lu Xining switched to an Alphard.
Everything was top-of-the-line.
The only downside was that there were now more seats.
So when her two sons enthusiastically pulled Ji Muye into the car, she could only press her lips tightly together and swallow her words of refusal.
Seeing her two older brothers getting in the car, Lu Nuonuo grew a little anxious.
She stretched out her hand to Ji Muye, "Uncle, carry me."
The suppressed emotions from the conversation with Lu Xining were shattered by Little Dumpling's soft and sweet call for "Uncle."
Ji Muye gently picked her up.
The little one dangled her short legs in the air as she was habitually wont to do before Ji Muye placed her next to the car door.
She waved to Lu Xining outside, "Mommy, come quick!"