Ye Xiaomo tried to lean forward, but the new child safety seat Zhao Gushen installed had excellent safety features.
The seatbelt strapped him tightly, preventing him from moving even an inch forward.
Ye Xiaomo covered his face, surprised, and asked, "Uncle, do you... do you like me that much?"
He thought Zhao Gushen would mock him again.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Gushen turned around and gave him a gentle smile, "Yes, I really like you."
The little guy was stunned.
Uncle must have some kind of scheme!
"You... don't think that by doing this, I'll let you have Xiao Fei!" Ye Xiaomo puffed up his cheeks and said.
This is all Zhao Gushen's plot; he's figured it all out!
Zhao Gushen: "..."
What's up with this brat's attitude!
Treat him well, and he suspects a conspiracy!
Ye Fei listened aside, sneaking a laugh.
Zhao Gushen looked at Ye Fei, amused and exasperated, "This kid bullies me like this, and you don't even help me."
