"Hmm, got it."
Little Yunduo obediently showed a smile, clingingly sticking to Yan Xiaye and refusing to leave: "Yanyan, should I call Lu over for you? Or is it better if Dad talks to him?"
Yan Xiaye had a bright idea, kissed Yunduo's soft cheek, and cheerfully suggested: "We don't know Lu's thoughts yet. Why don't you help me talk to Lu and see what he thinks? Is that okay?"
"No problem!"
Little Yunduo wrapped her arms around her neck, raised her little chin, and made a request: "In return, Yanyan has to take time to go out and play with me, the kind without Dad!"
"Deal."
Yan Xiaye couldn't help but laugh and agreed immediately.
This pair of father and son looked remarkably alike, yet both secretly resisted each other, refusing to go out on dates together.
As the person both the father and son liked very much, she felt honored, though it was somewhat challenging to handle, a sweet burden indeed.
"Yanyan, wait for me, I'll go now."
