"But if you don't want to call her 'aunt,' you can just call her Momo." Su Xingyue smiled and continued.
Asking two little guys to call a little girl who is nearly two years younger than them "aunt" is indeed a bit too much for them.
The hierarchy cannot change, but there's no need to force the kids to call this little girl "aunt."
Upon hearing Su Xingyue say this, the two little guys looked noticeably more relieved.
After speaking, Su Xingyue carried the little girl upstairs straight to the children's room.
Not long after, the two boys followed. After instructing them to take good care of Momo, Su Xingyue hurried downstairs.
The first thing she did after coming down was to take out her phone and dial the Yun Family's number.
The person who answered was the butler.
"Miss Xingyue, you finally called!" The butler's voice unmistakably carried some joy.
The familiar voice left Su Xingyue momentarily stunned, and she inexplicably felt a sense of warmth.
