Yan Xinxin heard the voice and looked up, seeing Ning Zitong standing just behind little Chenxi.
She slowly stood up and offered a polite, faint smile.
A moment ago, as she bent down, the hem of her shirt rode up slightly, revealing the small red heart birthmark on the left side of her waist at the back.
Little Chenxi must have caught sight of that tiny birthmark.
"Auntie, Xixi wants to play with Sister Xinxin!"
Little Chenxi turned and walked to Ning Zitong's side, making her request.
"Auntie, please say yes, okay?"
The little girl lifted her innocent, big eyes filled with earnest pleading that could soften anyone's heart.
Seeing Yan Xinxin, Ning Zitong was already feeling displeased.
Now that little Chenxi still showed such fondness for Yan Xinxin, her expression became even sourer.
"Lady Yan, it seems fate keeps bringing us together."
Ning Zitong spoke with deliberate meaning, her gaze darkening when she noticed the ultrasound paper in Yan Xinxin's hand.