The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

But then she remembered that Mengmeng was willing to stay with her tonight. Didn't that mean she already held an important place in Mengmeng's heart?

So she suppressed her chaotic thoughts and smiled naturally, "Oh, it's you. Is something the matter?"

Ruolan's expression remained gentle as she raised the tray she was holding: "Oh, this is the hot milk that Mengmeng will drink tonight. I brought it over myself so she wouldn't forget."

Xie Yumin then noticed the white porcelain cup in her hand, with a faint steam rising from the rim and swaying slightly, indicating that the temperature was just right.

She instinctively reached out to take it, saying softly, "Then let me help you take it inside..."

But Ruolan subtly shifted her body to avoid her hand, and shook her head with a smile: "No need, don't trouble yourself, I can do it."

Xie Yumin's hand froze in mid-air, her fingertips stiffening slightly. She paused, then released her hand and stepped aside to make room: "Well... alright, come in."

Ruolan stepped into the guest room and immediately noticed that this originally ordinary room had been carefully decorated to be warm and lovely. Soft lighting, pink fabrics, a row of neatly arranged toys in the corner... Her gaze softened for a moment, and the corners of her mouth loosened almost imperceptibly.

Clearly, a lot of thought and effort was put into these preparations.

She turned to look at Mengmeng, who was sitting on the bed, smiling at her. Mengmeng was holding the sheets with her little hands, swinging her little feet, and her eyes were as bright as stars.

Ruolan's heart softened. She went over and carefully placed the warm milk on the bedside table. Then she knelt down, took Mengmeng's little hand, and asked softly, "Mengmeng, you'll be staying in the guest room tonight, so Mommy won't be able to stay with you... Are you scared?"

Mengmeng shook her head and said in her childish voice, "No, I'm not alone!"

Xie Yumin then came to her senses and quickly agreed, "Yes, I will stay with her and take good care of her."

Ruolan turned to look at her, a gentle smile on her lips, but with a hint of reluctance: "Yes... I've completely forgotten about it."

Without saying anything more, she looked at Mengmeng again and whispered, "Remember to finish your milk later, sweetie. Only by drinking milk every day can you grow tall."

"Okay!" Mengmeng straightened her back like a little soldier and nodded seriously. "I will drink all the hot milk. I'm a good baby!"

Ruolan chuckled, her eyes softening with tenderness. She reached out and gently patted the girl's head. "Yes, our Mengmeng is the cutest baby in the world."

The words "our family" sounded to Xie Yumin like a fine needle gently pricking her heart.

Her smile faltered.

Yes, Mengmeng belongs to their family.

If only she were from my own home. Then I could see her every day, lull her to sleep, help her get dressed, and listen to her sweet talk... instead of only being able to have her for one night now.

She sighed softly to herself, but still forced herself not to show it.

Just as Ruolan was about to say something more, Xie Yumin finally felt a tightness in her chest. She stepped forward and said softly to Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, it's getting late. Be a good girl and finish your milk later, then go to bed early, okay? Do you remember what you just promised me?"

Mengmeng blinked, paused for a moment, then remembered her earlier nod of agreement. Her little face immediately tightened, like a primary school student suddenly remembering that she hadn't handed in her exam paper. She nodded hurriedly, "I remember! I'll drink my milk now, and then go to sleep. I want to go to bed early so I can grow tall!"

As she spoke, she reached out her little hand to touch the cup, looking extremely serious.

As Ruolan listened to their conversation, the scenes from just moments ago flashed through her mind. She paused for a moment, took a breath, and forcefully suppressed the reluctance in her eyes, revealing her usual gentle smile.

"Okay, then I won't bother you any longer." She stood up and gently stroked Mengmeng's hair. "Remember to drink your milk."

"I'll remember! Goodbye!" Mengmeng waved with a smile.

Ruolan walked to the door, paused, and upon hearing the goodbye, she couldn't help but turn around, wave to her with a gesture full of reluctance, then quietly closed the door and left.

The next morning, Mengmeng opened her eyes, rubbed her slightly wrinkled face with her little hands, and turned her head to see Xie Yumin sitting on the edge of the bed, already dressed and fastening her cuffs.

"Good morning..." she said softly with a yawn.

Xie Yumin was startled by the sound and turned around. The little guy had messy hair from sleeping and his eyes were still half-asleep, like a kitten that had just woken up.

Her heart softened, and her voice became gentle: "Good morning."

Mengmeng shook her head and protested softly, "No, you got up earlier than me."

As she spoke, she sat up and began to put on her clothes, grabbing her pajamas haphazardly with her small hands.

Xie Yumin walked over, smiling as she offered to help: "Shall I help you put it on?"

"No need, no need!" Mengmeng immediately waved her hand, her little face showing a serious expression like a little adult. "I can already do things on my own! I'm a very independent and good baby!"

Xie Yumin paused for a moment, then burst out laughing, and stepped back as if surrendering: "Okay, okay, our Mengmeng is the best and most independent baby in the world."

Mengmeng proudly raised her little head, snorted through her nose, and although her movements were still a bit clumsy, she was very serious.

The more she looked at her, the cuter she seemed, and she couldn't help but walk over and gently touch her hair.

After washing up, the two went downstairs for breakfast. Xie Yumin took good care of her the whole way, even reaching out to wipe the milk stains from the corner of her mouth as she bit into her bread.

Just then, Ruolan and Gu Yinshen, who were sitting to the side, saw it, and their expressions changed subtly.

Ruolan smiled and said, "Oh dear, there's no need to feed her anymore. She's all grown up now, a big girl."

Xie Yumin was taken aback and was about to speak when Ruolan turned her head away from her and looked at Mengmeng, asking with a smile, "Isn't that right, Mengmeng?"

Unaware of anything amiss, Mengmeng sat up straight and declared loudly and proudly, "Yes! I am an independent baby!"

Her soft, sweet voice made everyone at the table laugh.

Ruolan smiled and nodded, "Yes, yes, then why don't you eat by yourself?"

"Okay!" Mengmeng readily agreed, picked up her spoon, and began to eat earnestly.

Xie Yumin wanted to intervene but couldn't, so she could only smile, lower her head, and silently eat her meal.

After the meal, it was time to say goodbye.

Xie Yumin stood in the room, packing her meager belongings, but her movements were extremely slow. She touched and looked around, as if stalling for time, but with only a few items, it only took her a few minutes.

Finally, she walked into the living room and saw Mengmeng sitting on the carpet playing with a puzzle from afar. Her little back looked like an angel.

She paused for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist walking over, squatting down, and gently taking her hand.

"Mengmeng, I...I really don't want to leave you." Her voice trembled slightly. "Aren't you going to miss me too? Can I stay for another day or two to keep you company? Would you like that?"

She looked down into Mengmeng's eyes, and although the question was directed at her, she subtly glanced at Gu Yinshen and Ruolan sitting on the sofa.

After all, these two people are the masters of this house.