Once home, the lively chatter of the three-member family came to an abrupt halt as they looked at her in apparent bewilderment. It was Mother Xue, Lin Jing, who stood up first: "Chengcheng, you're back, come and eat."
The five-year-old little sister, Xue Lanlan, hopped off her chair and ran over with her short legs, "Sister, you're back." Hugging Xue Chengcheng's thigh with her baby voice, she sounded incredibly adorable.
Xue Chengcheng clenched her fists in secret, pulled Xue Lanlan away, and turned to run into her room without looking back, "I'm not hungry, you guys eat."
Lin Jing frowned, "What's gotten into this child today?"
Father Xue sighed, "Let it be, the child has grown up, and we can't control her anymore."
Xue Lanlan pouted, feeling wronged: "Does sister not like me? Waah, I want to play with sister...."
Lin Jing hurriedly held her in her arms and softly soothed her.
