Dongning Marquis Mansion.
Main Hall.
Jiang Ning stepped forward with a steaming basket, closely followed by Lin Qingyi, dressed in plain white.
As soon as they stepped into the main hall.
He saw only Little Dumpling sitting on the bench, her legs swinging in the air.
Jiang Yiming was beside her, taking care of her.
"Uncle!!" Upon hearing footsteps, Little Dumpling turned her head to look, her eyes suddenly brightening.
In the next moment.
She leapt directly from the bench.
Thud——
The impact of landing hit her short legs, causing them to soften, and she knelt on the ground, her hands supporting her.
Beside her, Jiang Yiming was startled and quickly ran over.
Suddenly.
He saw a figure appear before him.
At this moment, Jiang Ning had also crouched down.
As for the steaming basket in his hand, it had been placed on the dining table.
The steam rose, resembling wisps of smoke.
