Little Baozi, Zhu Yunxuan, had tears in his eyes that hung on his eyelashes as if they were about fall. ‘I don’t wanna. I want Lady Mother to hold me. Waahhh, Lord Father is so bad. Younger Sister isn’t even born yet, but he already doesn’t love me anymore!’

Yu Xiaocao was amused yet also felt somewhat bad for him. She walked over and gently hugged them. She said in a soft voice, “Little Baozi don’t cry. Isn’t Lady Mother hugging you now? You’re already four years old and have a lot of meat on your body. Lady Mother doesn’t have a lot of strength, so I can’t carry you. Your lord father is worried that Lady Mother will be tired because of you!”

Little Baozi looked at his own arms, which looked like lotus roots, and pinched his chubby waist. With his cheeks puffed up, he deliberated for a long time before saying, “Then…I’ll eat less...