"Mum! Mum!"

Leaning on the couch at home, Ning Chu looked up from her chat with Lili as she heard the voice calling from the bedroom.

The little one, wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, waddled toward her, her chubby little legs carrying her quickly.

At just over three years old, this was the cutest stage for a little girl. Her round face was full of collagen, her big eyes shone with innocence, and even at this young age, one could already see the potential for beauty in her future.

"Slow down, don’t cry if you fall."

Ning Chu reminded her, her face expressionless. The next moment, the little one tripped, her left foot tangling with her right, and she fell face-first with a loud "thud." She pursed her lips and then started crying out loud.

Ning Chu sighed helplessly, her blood pressure rising.