"Auntie He, we don't want any gifts. We're happy enough just having Auntie He and mom take us out to play." Little Jialang hugged He Zhilan around the neck and planted a kiss on her with a smooch.
Xiulin chuckled lightly and mouthed a word at He Zhilan – "acting".
Xiulin knew her children better than their own father did – they were champions at pretense!
"Oh my, Jialang and Jiaqing are so well-behaved!" Understanding Xiulin's gesture, He Zhilan became somewhat suspicious as she looked at the two little ones. She thought that nowadays, especially children cherished by their parents, grandparents, and maternal grandparents, few are so sensible.
