After Erin Ginger finished bathing, the small clothes that were bought arrived.
Wearing a fluffy panda pajama, Erin Ginger was carried downstairs by a group of maids, surrounded and supported by them.
Having just finished his bath, his little face was still adorably rosy, and even though he didn't have any expression, he was so cute it could melt anyone's heart. Edward Stephens had just smoked a cigarette in the courtyard, and upon returning, he saw Erin Ginger surrounded by his maids on the sofa, watching cartoons.
Fruit was cut, milk was warmed, and even a small cake was prepared.
Upon seeing him come in, Erin Ginger turned his head, looking at him with his dark eyes.
"Your dad is coming tomorrow to take you home," Edward Stephens told him, which he didn't expect would cause the little rascal's face to suddenly scrunch up. He pushed people away and jumped off the sofa, a flicker of anger in his eyes.
