"No," Xiao Chenye said weakly, "I was quite happy just a moment ago outside."
He thought for a moment. Could it be that when Ranran was talking about the scrunchy earlier, his reaction didn't meet her expectations?
Thinking it over, it seems quite possible.
Although he didn't understand why Ranran had such an obsession with the scrunchy, since she liked it, he figured he could give it a try.
Mrs. Xiao thought it was even more inexplicable.
Xiao Chenye took a deep breath, organized a few insincere words in his heart, gathered his courage, and decided to coax her.
"Mom, you go about your business. Maybe Ranran is in a bad mood. I'll go in and check on her."
"Okay," Mrs. Xiao wiped her hands, watched Xiao Chenye's back, and started muttering, "This silly boy, did he really offend Ranran?"
"Probably not," Xiao Chenyue analyzed seriously, holding her pudgy daughter, "She just seemed pretty happy."
