Fu Sichen and Jiang Mian locked eyes, immediately understanding each other.
He squatted down and waved at the little boy, signaling him to come over. Just as the staff was about to smile contentedly, the man's deep and magnetic voice casually sounded, "How old are you this year?"
The little boy gestured with his fingers and somewhat skillfully flashed a "4," saying, "Daddy, I'm 4 years old."
A hint of unease flitted across Fu Sichen's serene and composed face. He lightly coughed and said, "As a man, you should eat by yourself."
Jiang Mian couldn't help but laugh; she had overestimated President Fu.
[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter]
[President Fu is really trying to keep a serious face and speak with patience]
[I feel like the baby didn't understand at all haha]
The next moment, everyone heard the child's granny-like tone, "I'm not a man, I don't have a wife."
He even waved his chubby hand while saying it.
