Meow recounted what just happened; she didn't mention if it was Yousheng who pushed.
Rong Yan and Ming Mei exchanged a glance.
Rong Yan said, "Never mind, don't stress over it. It's not a big deal... let's go, since the baby is awake, let's take him out. Feng Jing must have accidentally sat down earlier."
Ming Mei nodded, reaching out to pick up her son.
Her son squirmed and babbled in her arms, nuzzling towards her chest, clearly hungry and wanting to nurse.
Ming Mei gently patted her son's little bottom: "Don't squirm, you sure are getting more and more hungry..."
Rong Yan smiled, concerned that Ming Mei might feel awkward breastfeeding in her presence: "All kids are like that, I'll take the other three kids downstairs for now."
Ming Mei nodded: "Okay, I'll come down after feeding him."
Rong Yan took the three children out; Ming Mei sat down and lifted her shirt.
