Fifteen minutes later, Ming Li stood at the doorway, staring expressionlessly at the pink, doll-like room before her.
What in the world were all these pink, doll-like things?
At that moment, that loving voice echoed in Ming Li's ears again. It was Wang Xueyun. "Little Li Li, do you like it? This is the room Uncle and Aunt specifically prepared for you. Isn't it pretty?"
Ming Li's head was full of dark lines...
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Damn it! Someone in their thirties actually liked such girly things. It was one thing if she liked it herself, but she even wanted the boss to like it too. Why was she so hell-bent on this? Was it a distortion of human nature or a decay of morality?! wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Seeing Ming Li's complex expression, Wang Xueyun paused. "What's wrong? Little Li Li doesn't like it?"
Ming Li's lips twitched. She had no choice but to force herself to say she liked it, so she shook her head with a darkened face. "It's too pink."
Wang Xueyun blinked. "Don't all kids your age like rooms like this?"
Ming Li: ...Who told you that? Drag them out and shoot them for fifteen minutes!
"What color does my little darling like? Auntie will change it for you tomorrow."
Ming Li furrowed her brows and said faintly, "Mom, there's no need for such trouble."
"No, we must do as Little Li Li likes..." Wang Xueyun stopped mid-sentence, stunned. She looked at Ming Li in disbelief, covering her mouth in shock. "Little Li Li, what did you just call me?"
Ming Li kept a straight face and met Wang Xueyun's gaze, speaking again, "Mom, there's no need for such trouble." Why was the original host's mother looking at her as if she'd seen a ghost? Did she call her wrong?
Thinking this, Ming Li's small brows furrowed even tighter.
*Patta!*
Tears slid down Wang Xueyun's eyes. She suddenly hugged Ming Li, her face beaming with excitement. "Good! That's great! Auntie is Little Li Li's mother now, okay? Little Li Li, you're not allowed to take it back!"
The couple had been married for over ten years without any children. After medical check-ups, they found out it was her body's problem, that she couldn't have children. Although Old Qin didn't say anything when he found out and even comforted her, she knew that Old Qin still had regrets in his heart. Over the years, she had thought about adopting a child, but Old Qin disagreed, fearing that she would be sad if she saw the adopted child and thought about her inability to conceive.
So, when she learned that Ming Li couldn't find her relatives, for some reason, she felt an inexplicable sense of joy.
She had a feeling that this child was a gift from heaven for them...
Ming Li: ...Why does it feel like the original host's mother is the one who's a child? Crying over nothing?
Ming Li remained expressionless. After a moment of hesitation, she raised her hand and gently patted Wang Xueyun's back. Her small, milky voice was serious yet held a hint of tenderness. "Don't cry."
Wang Xueyun quickly wiped away her tears and said, "Little Li Li, Mommy isn't crying. Mommy is just too happy. I don't know why, but I feel an inexplicable closeness to Little Li Li. Perhaps this is fate!"
"What's wrong?"
At that moment, Qin Zhengguo walked in from the kitchen with a glass of milk. Seeing the tear streaks on Wang Xueyun's face, he quickly asked.
Wang Xueyun stood up, suppressing her excitement, and said to Qin Zhengguo, "Old Qin, our Little Li Li just called me Mom!"
Qin Zhengguo was stunned. He looked at the tiny Ming Li, his eyes clearly conveying his question.
Ming Li: ...
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