Back at home, Little Baby washed up, took a bath, changed into his pajamas, and listened to Rong Yan tell him a bedtime story for a while. Then, he obediently drifted into dreamland…
Seeing his breathing gradually even out, Rong Yan carefully closed the book and placed it on the bedside table. She gently climbed off the bed, tucked him in, bent down to kiss his forehead lightly, and whispered, "Goodnight, sweetheart."
The adorable little one, asleep on a bed covered in a blue Little Prince bedsheet, rested peacefully, as if enjoying a sweet dream.
Rong Yan quietly exited the room, turned off the glaring lights, and softly closed the door behind her.
The living room was so silent it felt as though no one was home. She didn't think much of it. Stretching her neck that had been stiff all evening, she massaged her lower back and walked toward her own room…
