"Xin Qing!" Ailey said, running over. "It's really you?" Xin Qing knew there was nowhere for her to run at this point, so she resigned herself to a greeting. "Ailey, so you're having a meal here, too? What a coincidence!" Ailey nodded haphazardly, though her eyes kept straying towards Ying Qingcang. Ah Sha had a children's fork in her hand. The tip of the fork held a sodden piece of biscuit, which had been soaked in milk. Ah Sha thumped the surface of her high chair and was lifting the fork in an attempt to shove it into Xin Qing's mouth. "Ah... um... meh... meh... ma!" Xin Qing opened her mouth to bite down on the biscuit. Ailey let out a shriek, pointing at Ah Sha. "My God! She just called you mom!" At the sudden noise, Ah Sha's eyes went wide. Then, she began wailing. "You've startled my daughter," Ying Qingcang said. He stood up, lifted Ah Sha into his arms, and began giving the baby a series of gentle pats. X
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