Yanling walked a few steps away, then came back, his little face serious as he looked at Yan Luoxi and said, "Mommy, you shouldn't joke like that anymore. I only see Yanyan as my little sister."
Yan Luoxi laughed inwardly; how could a little kid like him make such a clear distinction? She nodded, "Alright, Mommy won't joke about it anymore. It's the 21st century. Mommy advocates for free love, no arranged marriages, don't worry."
Yanling: "..."
He seemed unable to convince Mommy, but whatever, it's still too early to say much. She'll understand his intentions in time.
Yan Luoxi drank half a glass of water and watched Yanling return to Yanyan's side, sitting on a cushion, playing dress-up games with her. She sat on the sofa and picked up some documents to read.
Occasionally, when she encountered problems, she would call the finance department and have them explain things over the phone.
