The coffee shop was very quiet.

Scattered guests were silently sipping coffee, and the low booths created independent spaces for everyone.

Not far away, a gaze was fixedly staring at Ye Mingmei sitting on the sofa, watching the figures of the mother and daughter. The deep, wicked eyes seemed like they could wring out water.

The hand on the wheelchair slowly tightened.

"Mom..."

Meimei rubbed her delicate little face against Ye Mingmei’s arms, opened her beautiful big eyes, as if she hadn’t immediately reacted.

"Awake, are you hungry?" Ye Mingmei put down the coffee cup in her hand and held Meimei well.

"Not hungry, I want a pretty dress!" Meimei rubbed her eyes with her hand, became spirited, and hugged Ye Mingmei’s neck, her eyes sparkling.

After a nap, the little girl hadn’t forgotten that they were out shopping for pretty dresses.

"Alright, let’s go buy a pretty dress now." Ye Mingmei smiled lightly, signaled to the waiter to come over to settle the bill, and picked up Meimei, preparing to leave the coffee shop.

As they reached the door, her steps suddenly stopped, and she subconsciously turned her head to look behind her.

The coffee shop had quite a few people, but they were all conversing softly. Except for a few waiters who kept looking at the beautiful Meimei, no one noticed them leaving.

Why did she feel like someone was watching her?

What’s wrong with her recently, always being suspicious...

Ever since leaving Diwu Zexuan’s experimental building, she had felt restless, especially this week. Every time she went out, she always felt someone watching her from the shadows.

Recalling the accident when Meimei was born, Ye Mingmei suddenly heightened her vigilance.

She looked around again, making sure no one was following her, then held Meimei as she left the coffee shop.

While holding Meimei into the mall, she called the Ye Family’s bodyguards, asking two of them to come over.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Mingmei took Meimei into a children’s clothing store.

"Mom, is this pretty?"

As soon as she entered the store, Meimei happily ran forward, picked up a princess dress and compared it on herself, asking Ye Mingmei’s opinion.

"It’s pretty, my little Meimei looks good in anything." Ye Mingmei walked over, took the dress from her small hands, looked at it seriously, and nodded approvingly.

Although she had never actively cultivated Meimei’s fashion sense, Meimei had liked staying beside Su Yiru since young, and her concept of fashion came naturally as she grew up.

In the clothing store, Ye Mingmei didn’t need to put in much effort; Meimei could pick and try on the clothes and dresses she liked one by one.

"It’s really pretty!"

"Yes, this color best complements a child’s complexion, and the skirt fits well."

"Grows up so beautifully..."

The shop assistants on seeing Meimei after changing dresses repeatedly praised.

At first glance, Meimei’s features resembled Ye Mingmei, but upon closer look, she looked more like Yu Xiuzhun, possessing a charm with a hint of wickedness and an inexplicable nobility.

At just three years old, the little girl was taller than other children of the same age.

The tender yellow princess dress wore on her was exquisite and beautiful!

Upon hearing the compliments from the shop assistants, Meimei, like a little adult, calmly walked out of the fitting room, spun around in front of Ye Mingmei, then stopped, smiling sweetly at Ye Mingmei.

"Mom, I like this dress, can we buy it?"

Ye Mingmei reached out and touched her little face, "If you like it, we’ll buy it."