*Ding dong*

Xin Lei opened the door and suddenly, "Boo!!"

"Woah!"

She looked down to see another pair of rascal kids just like her Aunt. She sighed. "Qiao. Rong."

"Aunt!! We scared you! Haha!"

She bent down and pinched their cheeks. "No, you didn\'t!"

"Lies!!!"

Qiao, the elder niece burst into a giggle while Rong, her younger nephew, was rolling in laughter.

"Sis Qiao! Rong!" Liang trotted towards them in haste. "You are late."

Qiao who was a few months older than him, pouted, "Dad was insisting to tie my hair today and it all messed up."

Xin Lei chuckled. "Hoo..my cold brother tied your hair?"

"No, finally Mom had to do it," she sighed.

"Bro Rong!" Luan gleamed as she saw him. Rong was six years old. "Luan!"

As the younger siblings, they were both lost in their own world.

Today they had gathered just for a small get together.

"Zhen, it\'s all because of you we are late!" Shi Ruiling\'s angry voice came from behind.

Xin Zhen was in a bad mood. "I did not. I was about to get done with Qiao\'s hair but you snatched her away."

"About to? You were already saying that for the past two hours! What is your definition of \'about to?\'"

"Lei Lei!" She jumped into her hug. "I am so sorry because of my idiot husband."

His eyebrow twitched.

From the moment, Xin Qiao was born, his happiness knew no bounds. He wanted to do everything related to his daughter and he did. Sometimes, Shi Ruiling felt that he spent more sleepless nights than her in taking care of Qiao. Regarding Rong, his son, it was exactly the opposite.

"Boys can take care of themselves," was what he said to her when he was just one month old.

He loved his son for sure but there was a glaring partiality in the treatment between his son and daughter.

"Where is Bai Li?"

"Ah, he went to the dojo early in the morning. I think he will be coming back any time now."

Suddenly, Xin Nianzu pushed Xin Zhen away and chirped. "Where are my adorable grandchildren! Let this grandpa give you lots of gifts!"

A vein popped up on his forehead. "Dad. I was standing there."

"Oh? I didn\'t see you. Stop with the boring chit chat and help Yue down with the gifts."

Xin Zhen grudgingly went out. In front of the car, he saw Ying Yue carrying many gifts all alone.

That old man…

"Moooooommmm, let\'s go alreadyyyyyy."

A young eight-year-old boy was getting bored waiting near the door, holding gifts in his hand. "Today is my deciding match with that stupid Liang! I cannot be late!"

Ying Yue managed to pop her head out of the gifts and look at him, frowning. "You shouldn\'t be fighting all the time."

At twenty-eight, Ying Yue was grown into a beautiful woman from her young and timid twenty year old self. Her long, silky hair reached till her waist and her body was stronger with all kinds of curves blessing her.

Ying Kang sneered. "Liang should know his place and the fact that I am the best. I will drill it in his head today for sure."

Another figure popped up from behind Ying Yue. She quietly said, "According to my calculations, your wins to losses against Liang are 28 to 27. So today you will lose."

Kang glared at his twin sister. "Shut up Daiyu. Today I will win and break that record! Shoo with your calculations!"

Daiyu quietly went back.

Ying Yue helplessly looked at them. Whenever she saw Kang, she always remembered Rodey. Just like how Rodey and Bai Li had a chilly relationship, so did Kang and Liang as if they were natural born rivals.

Xin Zhen came to her side.

"Give me some of them."

"Oh no. I am-"

But he already took quite a chunk of it and headed upstairs.

"Finally we are moving." Kang rolled his eyes.

Daiyu obediently followed holding her mother\'s hand.

Xin Nianzu brightened. "Ah you are here! So slow Zhen!"

"Shut up, old man."

Liang and Kang\'s gazes met and they sneered.

"Yo Kang. So you showed your face today."

Kang snickered. "I should ask this to you after your super crushing defeat by me in the last fight. I can see how scared you are."

Liang scoffed. "Who will be scared of a joker who wet his bed until he was three?"

"I don\'t want to hear that from a freaking coward who always wanted his mommy to come with him to the bathroom at night till he was four. Ooohhh Liang is a scaredy cat. Liang is a scaredy cat," he mocked.

"Who was it who ran away with tails in between his legs when he watched a horror movie? Aww Kang had completely hidden his face in his mommy\'s lap. Are you okay, Kang? Do ghosts still scare you?" Liang pitifully looked at him.

And they began to recount every embarrassing thing they could to bring the other down.

Xin Lei\'s mouth twitched.

They are really like them…

Ying Yue watched Kang in silence and recalled that time in the hospital when he argued with Bai Li.

Kang was just a mini version of Rodey. His sneer, taunts and arrogance was just like him. While Daiyu was more like Ying Yue. Quiet and reserved and refrained from unnecessary confrontations. She already joined Luan and Qiao\'s side, away from these rowdy boys.

Xin Nianzu laughed. "Haha! That\'s the spirit."

"Dad. You should stop them from fighting, not encourage them."

"Pah! It\'s young blood. Let them. After all, they make me feel as if Bai Li and Rodey are fighting in person. Isn\'t that amazing? They are carrying their legacy."

"..."

Xin Nianzu then looked at Ying Yue and mysteriously smiled. "But I think we may get to see the adult\'s version of fighting soon enough."

Ying Yue blinked her eyes.

Hm?

"Bai Li versus Rodey!"

She faintly smiled. "Unfortunately, we have to wait two more years for that."

Xin Nianzu chuckled. "What if I say that wait is over?"