A virtual princess? She's a real princess!

Bian Xiaoxiao, no, Bian Xiao, is already a 3-month-old baby.

Bian Xiao and Bian He are the names Bian Lihong gave to his granddaughter and grandson, hoping they would be as strong and energetic as ponies and as free to fly as birds.

Three months is enough for Bian Xiao to process what happened to him.

She actually time-traveled! Her dream had come true, and Bian Xiaoxiao was incredibly excited.

Why call it a beautiful dream? Bian Xiao said, "She's not stupid. The house is so huge, and she has people taking care of her. It's obviously a dream, hehe."

And most importantly, she has a family now.

"Baby, it's time to eat!" Bian Yin took the tiny Bian Xiao from Fortis's hands, held him in her arms, and prepared to breastfeed.

Most of Bian Yin's milk went to Bian Xiao. Bian He was healthy, but Bian Xiao, having been in his mother's womb for a while, was somewhat weak. Breast milk is very helpful for infant development.

Bian Xiao sighed inwardly. She was an 18-year-old girl, and she actually needed to drink milk!

Every time Bian Xiao saw Bian Yin's stunningly beautiful and radiant face, her eyes would sparkle. Whenever her mother called her, she would reach out to hug her mother in a daze.

This is my mom, she's incredibly beautiful! I can't help but secretly think, my mom and dad are so beautiful, and I'm mixed-race, I must be an absolute beauty too.

All I can say is hope! Don't get too excited, little one.

My mother's embrace is so warm, oh, I'm so hungry.

Even though his soul was already an adult, he was still affected by the body after entering the baby's body. For example, no matter how shy he was, Bian Xiao simply couldn't resist the temptation of drinking milk.

Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, it blinked its green eyes, opened its mouth, and began sucking on its mother's chest.

"No rush, baby, take it slow," Bian Yin couldn't help but laugh, gently stroking Bian Xiao's little head while feeding him, occasionally wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. After a while, Bian Xiao, full and satisfied, drifted off to sleep. Bian Yin then picked up Bian He, finished feeding him, and the two children were taken back to their room.

Bian Yin would personally breastfeed the baby only in the mornings. After all, she also had to manage the Bian Group.

After having the butler and maid see the child off, Bian Yin went to the dressing room to change her clothes. She wore a light purple silk blouse, a coffee-colored suit jacket, and red-soled high heels. Once dressed, Bian Yin sat down at the vanity. Her personal assistant, Bao Xiaona, had already brought her jewelry and helped her put it on. Makeup artist Licy did her makeup. Secretary Guan Heyan sat in a chair nearby, reading Bian Yin the schedule for the next three days.

Bian Yin listened while pondering in his mind.

"Don't make any arrangements for 9 PM the night after tomorrow. Norrecis and I are going to a banquet at the Dig family's house."

"Yes, Mr. Bian," Guan Heyan said, tapping on her notebook and revising the new schedule. With the styling finished and the itinerary basically finalized, Bian Yin, accompanied by his secretary and assistants, boarded a plane and headed to the Bian Group's headquarters in Country M.

Two days ago, China joined the WTO. Along with the opportunities come countless crises, and we cannot afford to relax our vigilance in the slightest.

Noresis Lesmonlia returned to the Valley of Glister with his eldest son Sadwell just as his wife Benedict left the house.

At 15 years old, Sadwell Lesmonlia was already 184 cm tall, and his green, jewel-like eyes still held the lingering satisfaction and excitement from hunting with his father.

Upon entering, the butler, Vincent Elaine, informed Norris of her departure. Norris then turned to her son, Sadwell, and said, "Go change your clothes, rest a bit, and then go see Della and Phil." She wanted her son to calm down and rest before visiting her younger daughter and son.

After speaking, Norresis left her son and returned to the master bedroom. For nearly a week, she had maintained high mental focus, hiding behind Sophis and sniping at Zimash. Having swallowed a large chunk of blood, Norresis had barely rested. Having rushed home, she naturally couldn't meet Della like this.

As the hunt neared its end, the exhilaration of their impending success exhausted Norris and Sadwell, though they were physically tired, but mentally sharp.

At the moment of final success, the employees below erupted in a tsunami of cheers, and the cheers became even more exhilarating after Norresis announced the bonus.

After all, making money is the goal of life, especially for those who can sit in this building near the father and son. For these people, the bonus that Norris gave is by no means a small amount of money.

Norris and Sadwell sat by the window of the 79th-floor building, watching the dazzling lights shimmer in the night. The people bustling below were completely unaware of the financial crisis in Zimashi, thousands of miles away. Their two green eyes, like hungry wolves, were frantically tearing at Zimashi, this fat deer. Father and son lightly clinked glasses.

"Wishing Les Monlia success, and to our Della!"

After a "ding," the father and son finally relaxed and enjoyed the wine.

"It's time to go back and see Aleria and Della."

Sadwell nodded, recalling his little sister Della in his arms, so soft she seemed boneless, sweetly humming as she slept. He held her in his hands, looking at her adorable little face, and his heart softened.

The year-long sniping war finally came to an end. Thinking of his wife, children and sister whom he hadn't seen for ten days (Theophil: Dad, hey, no, I'm here too), Norris and Sadwell packed up quickly and flew directly from Missero back to Glister.

Sudwell took a shower, changed into his pajamas, and prepared to go upstairs to see Della and Phil.

Phil had already woken up. Fearing that Phil might wake Miss Della, the maid consulted with the nanny and the housekeeper, Farah, and then took Phil to another room.

As soon as the maid picked up Phil, he opened his round, dark grape-like eyes and looked at her, which softened her heart. She thought to herself, "What an adorable little angel!"

When Phil was first carried out, he wasn't an angel, but a little devil.

When Phil came out of the room, he found his sister was missing, and he screamed terribly. The person who was taking care of him was scared half to death, thinking that something had happened to Phil.

The husband and wife were not home. In the end, Lu Yihe and Sadwell discussed it and decided to send Phil back to Della's room so that the twins could sleep together, which finally calmed Phil down.

Phil later realized that he was only going out for a short time, not that he was only leaving briefly after separating from Della. However, if it stayed too long, he would still cause trouble.

Bian Xiao, on the other hand, was still fast asleep in his original room, sleeping soundly with his little hands clenched into balls next to his head, his chubby cheeks flushed from sleep.

Perhaps it's due to the baby's body in this world, or perhaps the soul from the previous world was too exhausted, but Bian Xiao spends all his time eating and sleeping.

When Sadwell arrived, her father, Norris, was already sitting beside Della's crib.

"Like a little pig," Sadwell thought, seeing Della's rosy cheeks as she slept, her little chest rising and falling with her breath. Norris touched his daughter's face; it was as smooth and tender as jelly or pudding, as if it would crumble at the slightest touch.

Sadwell placed his finger next to his sister's little hand. Della took it, and surprisingly, the little girl's hand was quite strong; she held Sadwell's finger tightly.

As the father and son looked around and touched things, Bian Xiao finally woke up.

Blinking its green eyes, shaking its head left and right,

"Ah, ah!" She stretched out her paws, wanting a hug. Daddy! Brother!

Seeing that his daughter was awake, Norris picked up Bian Xiao and gave her a kiss. Receiving love from her slightly stubbled father made Bian Xiao's little face ticklish, which made her giggle.

"Daddy, how about we take Della to see Phil?"

"Ah! (Okay!)"

From then on, Bian Xiaoxiao was no longer that small, pitiful girl, but Bian Xiao, whom the Bian family hoped would be as healthy and active as a pony. She was also Vivendra Lesmonlia, the little princess of the Lesmonlia family.