As soon as Qin Tiantian finished speaking, she linked arms with Ji Fei and headed toward the main building.

“Who is Xiao Yi?” Ji Fei asked curiously.

“She’s Aunt Mao’s daughter. We’re the same age and went to the same elementary school. We used to play really well together,” Qin Tiantian replied, bouncing as she spoke.

Ji Fei didn’t think much of it—it was just a casual question.

With the arrival of Sixth Uncle’s family, the house finally felt lively, as if the birthday celebrations were truly underway.

Qin Tiantian was indeed a delight. Even their usually stern grandfather couldn’t stop smiling, utterly enchanted by her sunny demeanor. She was the undisputed little princess of the family.

Later that evening, when the younger generation returned to their building, Qin Tiantian tagged along. She seemed to have an endless supply of energy and stories.