Ding Yuejia made a fuss for a while. After seeing his father's expression that indicated that he could close up shop and go home, he decisively climbed up from the sofa. When Ding Junqi carried him up, he lay on his father's shoulder and sobbed softly.
He was exhausted to death.
Ding junqi patted his son's small back. He was not afraid that this little actor would have no successors.
Even if Ding Yuejia was a drama queen, he would still cry sincerely. He really missed his mother. It was not fake.
The little drama queen was tired from crying. Ding junqi went back to wash his face and gave him the phone. He could go and video call his mother.
Ding Yuejia whimpered. He hugged his father's phone and happily climbed onto the bed to video call his mother. He no longer looked like he was out of breath from crying just now.
Ding junqi looked at his happy little figure and helplessly turned around to leave.
