Just as Director Qi was deep in thought, a burst of exclamations that couldn’t be ignored came from the side where the children had gathered.
Several people turned to look and saw a fair-skinned, black-haired, very lovable little girl wearing a flower-patterned cheongsam walking in from outside the door, gracefully standing there...
She raised her head, saw many adults in the hall, and blushing fiercely, she turned her small body backward as if she wanted to run away—
"Little Huai!"
Director Qi was the first to call out to Qin Huai, and then said to Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng, "This little girl is the most well-behaved and obedient among all the children; she is just a bit shy and easily gets nervous around strangers."
Qin Huai turned around, subconsciously biting her lip, glanced at the few adults sitting together, lowered her head, and secretly peeked in the direction of Yin Huaiyu...
Yin Huaiyu had noticed her since she walked in...
He was momentarily stunned, and when Qin Huai sneakily lifted her head for a peek, their eyes met, causing Yin Huaiyu to awkwardly look away first.
Qin Huai walked up to Director Qi, "Aunt Qi, Grandpa Zhou, Uncle Guan... um... Uncle, Aunt..."
She greeted them all. She didn’t know Yin Shixiu and Su Xiaomeng, but her good upbringing led her to call out to them.
Qin Huai was petite and quiet; she looked like an especially dutiful little girl.
Su Xiaomeng slightly raised her hand to say hello, "Hi, how are you."
When Qin Huai looked up, her gaze met Su Xiaomeng’s gentle, smiling eyes.
She’s truly beautiful... That was the first and only thought that popped into Qin Huai’s head when she saw Su Xiaomeng.
"Little Huai, these two are Brother Huaiyu’s parents, and this big sister is your Brother Huaiyu’s twin sister."
Qin Huai blinked her big eyes at Yin Shixiu, looked at Su Xiaomeng, and finally let her gaze rest on Shuangshuang... This family gathered together looked like they stepped right out of a TV show.
So these are Brother Huaiyu’s dad and mom, and Brother Huaiyu has a twin... sister; they look alike...
No wonder Brother Huaiyu is so good-looking, so elegant, so noble... like a prince...
Brother Huaiyu is indeed a prince.
"Little Huai, what’s making you stunned! Aren’t you amazed? This big sister looks very much like your Brother Huaiyu, doesn’t she?" Director Qi chuckled.
Qin Huai nodded her head.
"This dress..."
From the moment Qin Huai walked in until now, most of the children’s gazes were dazzled, even Yin Huaiyu’s was no exception; the few adults also noticed her freshness, realizing Qin Huai is truly beautiful, and would undoubtedly become someone remarkable in the future.
It was just Shuangshuang who looked a bit unpleasant, and after a long time finally squeezed out a sentence...
But just when she uttered the first four words, Su Xiaomeng immediately interrupted her, "This dress fits Little Huai so well, and it looks really nice on her."
Qin Huai looked up timidly toward Su Xiaomeng, "It’s... it’s Brother Huaiyu who brought it... Brother Huaiyu brought many clothes here... Brother Huaiyu gave this dress to me..."
The little girl’s repeated mentions of Brother Huaiyu showed that Yin Huaiyu must have gained some kind of ’public favor’ despite his indifferent attitude towards external things with a face that has been cold from a young age.
"This dress is mine."
Suddenly, Shuangshuang couldn’t hold back, showing no expression as she quietly looked at Qin Huai...
Qin Huai widened her eyes at Yin Jinxi; for a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Su Xiaomeng lightly frowning, quickly looked at Shuangshuang, "Little Shuang’er, before coming what did mom say to you—"
"This dress is mine; it was made by my grandma, I particularly like this dress..." Shuangshuang was on the verge of tears as she spoke.
Qin Huai’s originally fair face turned a little pale and less attractive.
Children’s emotions still habitually reveal themselves on their faces...
Su Xiaomeng looked at Yin Shixiu, with eyes pleading for help, but before Yin Shixiu could speak, Shuangshuang choked up with a milk-like cry,
"If I had known Brother Huaiyu had taken away this dress before coming, I wouldn’t agree with mom..."
"Shuang’er..."
"You should take good care of this dress; it’s a favorite of mine. You look beautiful in it, so I’ll give it to you... you must cherish it..."
Shuangshuang really couldn’t show a more magnanimous expression, her eyes were full of unwillingness towards the dress, as she said... it was her beloved dress.
When Qin Huai walked in wearing this dress, Little Mengxin began to worry. She also knew this dress was given to the little girl by Zhou Mengqin not long ago. Unlike other girls who loved fluffy princess dresses, Shuangshuang particularly favored cheongsams.
This flower-patterned cheongsam was something Zhou Mengqin put a lot of thought into; Shuangshuang was ecstatic when she got it, Zhou Mengqin’s thoughtfulness was not in vain.
No one knew that Prince Huang would casually take this dress along.
But similarly, no one expected Shuangshuang to say such a thing...
Children have a strong sense of possession; it’s rare for a child to share beloved toys or clothes, letting go with reluctance.
Little Mengxin was grateful her daughter could be so kind-hearted, generous, and caring...
In Little Mengxin’s eyes, it was kindness, generosity, and caring, but in Qin Huai’s view... it didn’t seem all that kind, generous, and caring.
Her inferiority complex made her unable to simply say thank you; the beautiful flower-patterned cheongsam wasn’t as beautiful anymore, not that fitting, not as likable...
She thought Brother Huaiyu specially bought it for her...
She actually foolishly and naively thought that someone, like her, an orphan abandoned by relatives, would have someone specially buying new clothes for her...
"Sister... is it okay?" Seeing Qin Huai silent, Shuangshuang asked again.
Qin Huai hastily looked up and glanced at Shuangshuang, swallowed, and softly said, "Yes, thank you... big sister..."
"Hehe."
Shuangshuang grinned, not quite genuinely, but appropriately, making both Little Mengxin and Yin Shixiu very gratified.
At that moment, outside the low window, a small figure was walking with her head down... seemingly trying to avoid the gaze of everyone in the hall.
At first, no one really noticed this stealthy little figure until—
"Cheng Taotao, where are you running off to again? What’s in your backpack?"
The clear voice of a handsome teenager sounded from outside the hall, drawing everyone’s attention to the figure outside the classroom, who also came to an abrupt stop...