Yan Xi smoothly caught the child who had flung herself toward her.
Xiao Yingyi nestled into Yan Xi's embrace, wrapping her little arms tightly around her neck, rubbing her small face against Yan Xi's neck.
Mr. Yan's face bore a look of dilemma.
"Yiyi..."
He spoke softly, pondering how to coax Xiao Yingyi to go back.
The usually well-behaved and sensible Xiao Yingyi was feeling a little bit unwell now, so she wanted only Yan Xi to accompany her.
To prevent her grandfather from carrying her away, she tightened her grip on Yan Xi's hand.
"Mommy..."
Her voice was soft and adorable, filled with a thick whine.
Yan Xi couldn't help but smile helplessly, casting a glance at Xiao Yingyi lying on the sofa, then said,
"Dad, it's okay, let her stay here."
As Yan Xi spoke, Xiao Yingyi immediately waved goodbye to Mr. Yan, "Grandpa, see you."
Mr. Yan looked at Xiao Yingyi's eager expression for him to leave, his eyes filled with indulgence and helplessness.