Hostile

Xinyi stiffened, but she quickly snapped out.

"Yes," she gently smiled as she pulled Siying in her hug.

"I knew it. He is shy and reserved just like you. Easy guess." 

Xinyi cleared her throat.

Qin Fuhua asked, "What's your name, champ?"

Siying nervously smiled. "Han Siying…I am three years old."

Now that was another shock he just got. Only he knew how he managed to steady himself.

Han? Han Zhiyuan and Xinyi's son? 

Zhiyuan and Caihong were in a relationship, but in the end, Zhiyuan and Xinyi got married while Caihong married Xiaosi. This is so complicated, yet they are enjoying together like this without any awkwardness. 

"Nice to meet you too. I am Qin Fuhua, your mother's classmate back in the college days."

Siying leaned in, feeling interested. "Classmate?"

"En. Just like how you and Leina must be. So I know a lot of stuff about your mom."

His eyes sparkled. "What? What do you know?"