Hua Yan came to the study and sat for a while. It wasn't long before Yun Rang arrived.
As he arrived, he was carrying Yun Chen. Hua Yan laughed upon seeing this, "Why did you bring him along as well? Was he insisting on clinging to you again without letting go?"
Yun Rang helplessly said, "This clingy nature of the little Prince, I wonder whom he takes after."
"Definitely not me," Hua Yan quickly cleared herself, "I'm not that clingy."
"Could it be that he takes after the Crown Prince?" Yun Rang raised his brow, amused by Hua Yan's indifferent expression.
Hua Yan uttered a "Hmm," "Perhaps, I've never seen him when he was little."
Yun Rang thought for a moment and laughed, "The Crown Prince as a child didn't seem clingy either; the Imperial Palace never had such rumours."
"Then it must be this little rascal's inherent nature, he is not like me nor like him." Hua Yan had no intention of holding Yun Chen, she just reached over the desk and gently poked his tender cheeks.
