Manman suddenly thought of Han Siyu and frowned, asking: "I heard from Feng Yi that Han Siyu had plastic surgery and even changed her name."
"Yeah, actually, my sister is quite pitiful. If you ever meet her, don’t hold onto the past issues. No matter what, she’s someone I grew up with."
In the past, Manman felt like a porcupine full of prickles whenever she saw Han Siyu, always feeling indignant on behalf of Han Xi. But now she wants her friend and sister to get along peacefully.
"Alright, considering that she willingly jumped off a building to save you and Mengmeng today, I’ll let bygones be bygones."
Han Xi smiled and tucked some stray hair behind her ear: "I won’t talk to you now, I need to check on Mengmeng."
After ending the call, Han Xi got off the bed and went straight to Mengmeng’s bedroom.
When she pushed open the door, Lu Jinghan was accompanying the little one, drawing on the bed. Hearing the sound, Lu Jinghan looked up: "Awake now."
"Mengmeng is drawing with brother-in-law."
Han Xi went to the bedside and stretched out her arms to the little one. Song Mengmeng, much more spirited than before, crawled up from the bed and ran happily into Han Xi’s arms.
Lu Jinghan worriedly guarded Han Xi’s belly with his hand, afraid the little one might clumsily bump into her.
Han Xi placed her forehead on Song Mengmeng’s for a few seconds, and finally she felt relieved: "Our Mengmeng is no longer feverish."
Lu Jinghan put away the drawing paper and colored pens from the bed and stood up, lifting the little one from Han Xi’s arms: "Sister has a baby in her tummy, so she can’t always carry Mengmeng."
Song Mengmeng nodded obediently: "Mengmeng doesn’t need to be carried by sister, I can walk by myself."
Lu Jinghan placed the little one on the bed, bent down to pick up the slippers on the floor, and helped her put them on: "Let’s go downstairs to eat first."
The three of them hadn’t had lunch yet. Lu Jinghan had estimated that Han Xi would wake up soon, so he just asked Sister Zhang to reheat the food.
Han Xi and Lu Jinghan held the little one’s hand as they walked downstairs. Sister Zhang smilingly hurriedly brought out the dishes.
Lu Jinghan seated the little one in the high chair and then sat beside Han Xi, bending down to pick some fish and place it on her plate: "Eat more, don’t let our Little Bun go hungry."
Han Xi smiled and nodded, serving a bowl of soup for the little one and putting it in front of her: "Mengmeng, eat more too."
"Okay, sister." The little one replied sweetly.
After lunch, Lu Jinghan went to the study to handle work, while Han Xi accompanied Song Mengmeng to watch cartoons on the living room sofa.
The little one leaned against Han Xi’s chest, her chubby little hands gripping her arm, watching SpongeBob SquarePants on the screen, occasionally giggling.
Han Xi’s phone on the coffee table suddenly rang. She bent over, picked it up, and glanced at the screen. It was a video call from Shen Qiong.
"Mengmeng, it’s mommy on the video." Han Xi smiled and rubbed the little one’s head, pressing the answer button: "Dad, Aunt Shen."
On the screen, Song Mingyuan and Shen Qiong were smiling broadly at Han Xi: "Are you still vomiting badly? Your father and I will be flying to An City tomorrow."
"The pregnancy nausea has gotten much better. What time will you arrive in An City tomorrow? Lu Jinghan and I will pick you up at the airport."
"Probably around ten o’clock."
Han Xi smiled and nodded, then turned the phone screen towards Song Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, look who this is?"