As he arrived downstairs, he stretched out his long arms and pulled Wei Chenchen, who was sitting on the sofa, into his embrace. Wei Chenchen immediately wrapped his arms around his neck, "Uncle, are we going out?"
Leng Youchen nodded and tossed the phone to him, "Call your mommy and ask her to come out for dinner."
Wei Chenchen hurriedly held onto the phone, "Uncle, are you no longer mad at Mommy?"
Leng Youchen glanced at him coldly, "Don't mention me."
"Oh." Wei Chenchen dialed Wei Anning's number, and when it connected, he said, "Mommy, Uncle asks you to come out for dinner. Do you have time?"
Leng Youchen shot him a cold look. Wei Chenchen gave him a sheepish smile and then heard Wen Rou's gentle voice from the other side, "Chenchen, ask Uncle where we're having dinner, and I'll head over right away."
