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Not long after they finished eating, Wen Tinglan came to pick up Xiao Wenyou and take him home.

He waited in the banquet hall while the housekeeper ran to the backyard to call Wen You over.

Before anyone arrived, he chatted leisurely with Xiao Qingdai.

The two were college classmates and old acquaintances. Wen Tinglan smiled politely and sighed, "Wen You really likes Qingqing. He always mentions her at home."

Thinking of the two girls' personalities, Xiao Qingdai smiled faintly.

"They will be very good friends."

One is intelligent and brave, the other is simple and kind; their personalities complement each other perfectly.

Just then, the two of them arrived.

Xiao Wenyou walked in first, looked at his father, and then turned to the little girl who came in behind him.

"Qingqing, I'm going home now. I'll go with my dad next time he comes to Beijing."

The little dumpling slowly let go of her hand, looking very reluctant to part.

But the thought of seeing each other again in a few days made her happy again.

A few days flew by.

Qingqing spends most of her time at home. Because of what happened before the Lunar New Year, Fu Yueci is now hesitant to take her out to play.

He was caught in a dilemma: his friends invited him out, while his younger sister was left at home with no one to play with.

Seeing Qingqing's adorable expression, he finally made up his mind, ran across the street to find Aunt Xiao, and told her that he wanted to take Qingqing out to play.

In the past, when Qingqing went out to play, she would be exhausted and could fall asleep very early at night, but these past few days she has been going to bed at nine o'clock almost every night.

Children of this age love to play, and Xiao Qingdai didn't want to restrict them, so she agreed, but still allowed Cong Buxiao to come along.

Having received permission, Fu Yueci happily took Qingqing away.

When Fu Yueci arrived at the entrance of the Yannan Lake Temple Fair with Qingqing, his two friends were already waiting.

These two are acquaintances, often hang out together, and have seen Qingqing many times.

Seeing Fu Yueci hugging her, she wasn't surprised at all and smiled as she leaned closer.

"My sister is here too! It's been so long since I've seen her."

Fu Yueci's friends are similar to him in age and family background; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to hang out together.

Their typical setup includes an older brother who inherits the family business and an older sister who is already married and dotes on them excessively, often showering them with gold coins.

Money is not a problem, and there's no need to work too hard. Before even finishing high school, I've already been accepted into a prestigious foreign university, so all I have to do every day is figure out where to have fun.

In other aspects, Fu Yueci was the same as them, except that she worked a little harder than them in her studies.

Because his older siblings are all very capable, if he doesn't do well in school, he'll be made to look like a fool, which would be embarrassing at family gatherings.

Fu Yueci carried Qingqing inside. The little girl said she wanted to get down and walk by herself, but he refused, saying there were too many people and she might get lost.

He said he would put her down and let her go when there were fewer people, but he actually held her in his arms the whole time. When he got tired of holding her, he would switch sides. He was reluctant to let go at all.

The reason was that when he was taking a shower last night, he suddenly noticed that the muscles on his arms were very prominent, and the beautiful muscle lines were even better than those of his friend who had been working out for a year.

After a brief moment of thought, he immediately realized that this was something he had practiced by holding his younger sister, so he was determined to continue holding her no matter what.

Around the Lantern Festival, there are many temple fairs in Beijing, and they are indeed very crowded.

Both sides of the road were lined with stalls selling all kinds of snacks and beautiful handicrafts.

It looks lively, but it's the same every year. After a few visits, it gets a bit boring, especially for young people who like to seek new experiences.

However, since it was Qingqing's first time here, she found it very novel, so Fu Yueci carried her from one end to the other.

He remembered that a long time ago, the little girl was not very brave to come to crowded places, but now she has completely changed and loves to join in the fun, just like him.

Seeing her gradually become more cheerful, Fu Yueci felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Because he was the one who took Qingqing out to play most of the time, he deserves a lot of credit.

Perhaps in a decade or so, Qingqing will become like him, with a cheerful and sunny personality that reveals a hint of aloofness, sometimes approachable, sometimes aloof and precious.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard his friend's voice from beside him.

"Brother Ci, what are you thinking? Your smile is so weird."

Hearing the sound, Qingqing curiously raised her little face to look at the expression on her brother's face.

Because I've seen so much of it that I'm used to it, it doesn't feel strange at all.

Fu Yueci slightly suppressed the smile on her face, her gaze sweeping over the person who had spoken with an exceptionally haughty air.

"Forget it, I can't explain it to people who don't have younger sisters."

"Why are you making personal attacks?" His two friends stared at him resentfully, as if they were looking at a heartless man.

They hadn't thought much of their younger sister at first, but ever since Fu Yueci returned to the capital and often took his sister out to play, their previous thoughts gradually changed.

Qingqing is so cute, she fulfills all their beautiful fantasies about their little sister. Who wouldn't want to poke her little cheeks after seeing her?

Unfortunately, if I had asked my family for a younger sister a few years earlier, there might still be a chance, but now it's completely impossible.

So we can only admire other people's things.