The little boy was still holding the hand of a pretty little girl, around four or five years old, wearing a pink dress. She had neat bangs, long hair, big eyes, and was incredibly cute.
"Xiao Yan, is your mommy not coming?" The little girl spoke, her voice soft and pleasant.
"My mommy will come."
Xi Jinyan said confidently, then suddenly his eyes lit up, "My mommy is here."
"Where?"
The little girl looked around.
"It's that car." Xiao Yan pointed to the silver sports car, and in a flash, the car stopped in front of him.
Lan Xin Ai got out and opened her arms, "Xiao Yan."
Xi Jinyan stood still, not moving. Lan Xin Ai was puzzled, thinking Xiao Yan was angry and quickly said, "Xiao Yan, I'm sorry, Mommy is late."
But Xiao Yan still stood there, not moving.
"Oh, Xiao Yan, who's this next to you?" Lan Xin Ai now noticed the little girl beside her son.
"Could it be Xiao Yan's girlfriend?"
Lan Ruowei spoke up, and Lan Xin Ai gave her a sharp look.
"Mommy, this is Momo."
