Feng Yize frowned slightly.
Mom, your acting skills are really good.
However, he could see that Yan Zhidong was acting, but the innocent Qinghuan didn't notice.
Seeing Yan Zhidong's leg pain and still wanting to accompany her to buy a gift, the kind-hearted Qinghuan, of course, couldn't agree. She quickly squatted down to help Yan Zhidong rub her leg.
She said, "Aunt Yan, your leg hurts; let Feng Yize take you back to the hotel to rest first. You can buy gifts anytime."
"I'll return to the studio and wait for you. I really like your studio. Can I visit? I won't touch anything."
After Yan Zhidong finished speaking, she stopped rubbing her leg.
She stood up straight and instructed Feng Yize, "Yize, you're not allowed to come back until you buy a gift with Qinghuan today."
"Mom, I got it."
Feng Yize didn't want to expose her.
Mom, is it really okay to deceive Qinghuan like this?
"Let's take Aunt Yan back to the studio first."
