Fu Yanfei mentioned buying all kinds of gifts for Su Qingnuan's child and was already overjoyed at the thought.
Su Qingnuan, seeing Fu Yanfei so excited, didn't want to interrupt her.
Just as the two of them sat down on the swing in the yard, a child suddenly ran up to Su Qingnuan.
"Auntie, can you help me pick up the ball?"
The little boy's voice caught Su Qingnuan's attention.
When Su Qingnuan turned her head to look, sure enough, there was a small ball right by her feet.
Without thinking, Su Qingnuan bent down, picked up the ball, and handed it back to the child.
"Auntie, you're really pretty."
The little boy's words surprised Su Qingnuan and left her stunned for a moment.
After the little boy left, Fu Yanfei finally spoke about what had just happened.
"I've always said you're a natural when it comes to being a mother. Look at that—just one little kid runs up to you and even compliments you for being beautiful."
