"I say, you two have been lovey-dovey long enough, don't you think? You might not be hungry, but I am." At this critical moment, there's always a gigantic third wheel. Cheng Yun finally understood why it's said sons are born to collect debts—indeed, they're debt collectors. If you'd come any later, I could have settled things with your mommy, and we could have our marriage certificate!
Frustrated to the core, Cheng Yun didn't want to hurt the child, so he suppressed his annoyance and patted Tiantian's hand, "Did you wash your hands? Let's go out for a meal, alright?"
Nodding hurriedly, Tiantian was led out of the lounge by Cheng Yun, who carefully shut the door. Watching his serious demeanor, Xunxun couldn't help laughing, "It's just a lounge, why so tense? You act as if there's a treasure trove inside."
Cheng Yun raised an eyebrow and patted his head, "There is indeed a treasure trove in there."
