On Saturday morning, the first ray of sunlight managed to peek through the gap in the curtains, and Mengmeng sprang right up. Like a little cannonball, she rushed to Mu Qingxue’s bedside and began shaking her arm vigorously:
"Mom! Mom! Wake up! We're going on a picnic! Is Dad here yet?"
Awakened by the commotion, Mu Qingxue rubbed her sleep-heavy eyes. Looking at her daughter's flushed, excited little face, the corners of her lips curved up on their own.
Chapter 116