Qiao Sinian sat down across from him and watched him silently in an unhurried manner.
The little boy felt uncomfortable with Qiao Sinian watching him. He grabbed at the bun again and asked, "Then I'll eat it?"
"Is it yummy?"
Qiao Sinian squinted his eyes.
Sunlight sun through the window of the private room and illuminated the little boy's face.
Qiao Chengfan's eyes were dark and bright. His eyelashes were thick and long. His appearance could withstand careful appreciation.
"It's yummy."
"Mhmm."
The little boy lowered his head and took another bite out of the bun.
"Daddy, will you pick me up from school every day?"
"Housekeeper Sun will drop you off and pick you up. Listen when you are at school."
"Okay," the little boy replied. His eyes were dim with disappointment.
He felt slightly empty in his heart.
"Master Qiao, do you want to eat something? I'll go order it." Housekeeper Sun asked respectfully.
