"There's no need. You can play with Little Jiu for a while," Song Wanqiu awkwardly said. Then, she turned around and returned to the dining room to continue making dumplings.
Sheng Tianci wanted to go over and help her, but he was afraid that if he made it too obvious, she would reject him. He didn't want to risk that.
Su Jiu looked up at him and curiously asked, "Uncle Sheng, why are you here? Don't you have to eat with Grandpa and Grandma Sheng?"
Sheng Tianci ruffled her hair. "It's because I'm worried about you. I just called your father. He said he hasn't reached home yet, so I came to see you."
"Uncle is so nice!"
"You're admitting I'm nice only now? Look at your father. He's not home every other day. Why don't you come home with me and be my daughter?" Sheng Tianci had said this more than ten times, but he still wasn't tired of asking it.
He loved the little girl from the bottom of his heart.
