Long Jinjing's nervousness was now completely gone as she chatted with her AI niece and nephew. The forgotten Lu Zihao felt like an abandoned puppy—ahem ahem—abandoned "boyfriend" and sulked beside her while glaring at the two AI cats who didn't mind him at all.
Unable to take it anymore, he interrupted the cheerful conversation between the three. "Go home. I still have some important things to talk about with your aunt."
"Aaaaw, Uncle Haohao! The cute and mighty Ketchup wants to talk to Auntie Jinjing more! Can Ketchup stay here longer? Pretty please? Meow~"
"Uncle Zihao, feeling jealous of your own nephew and niece is not classy."
Lu Zihao's already ugly expression turned even uglier. But before he could explode, he heard his woman's soft, amused laughter which felt like it was tickling something inside his chest. His annoyance decreased a lot. He didn't notice this at the moment, though.
