After eating, Fu Han stood up and paid the bill. He glanced at ye sang and walked out of the shop with his men.
The little girl wiped her mouth and quickly followed him.
Fu Han's lips twitched slightly as if he was laughing. Seeing that ye sang was clinging onto him, he put one hand into his pocket and asked coldly, "You want to follow me?"
Ye sang nodded firmly.
Alright.
Tsk.
Fu Han was not in a hurry to reject her. Instead, he curved his lips as if he was doing it on purpose and said, "Then where are you going to live?"
"..."
This question successfully stumped the little kid.
She tilted her head in a daze and hesitated for a moment. "I'm going to live with uncle."
Ye sang was not a picky little kid. She did not want to go back now.
If she had to choose.
The little guy hesitantly bit his finger.
She would rather follow her cheap father.
