"Xiao Ai, where are we going?"
Wang Yunzhi couldn't help but ask in curiosity.
Jian Ai reached out to hold Wang Yunzhi's hand and shook it tightly. "Aunt, you'll know when we get there."
Seeing that her niece was keeping her in suspense, Wang Yunzhi smiled subtly. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes also appeared. "Haha, you're so secretive even with your Aunt."
Jian Ai only smiled and didn't say anything. She leaned against Wang Yunzhi's shoulder.
Wang Yunzhi felt Jian Ai's intimacy, and her eyes couldn't help but soften. She sighed and said, "Your grandparents favor boys over girls, but Aunt likes girls. If the policy weren't so strict, Aunt would have given birth to a daughter."
A daughter was good. She was like her parents' padded jacket.
Fortunately, her son, Jiachi, was also sensible. Wang Yunzhi did not worry too much about the child.
"Aunt, I'm your daughter."
