When Zhao Youlin saw how laidback that person was, she cursed to herself, wondering why a scoundrel like him even existed in this world. If not for the fact that Joy seemed to like him, she would have chased him away without hesitation.
In spite of it all, she put on a friendly but aloof smile. She rejected him politely, "Thank you for your kindness, Mister Ye. But, it's not good for a child to overeat such food. Moreover, I still have some at home. You don't have to waste money on this, Mister Ye."
Initially, Joy stared wide-eyed at the colorful cookies and candies in Ye Yan's hand.
As soon as he heard Zhao Youlin's words, he immediately averted his gaze. He held Zhao Youlin's hand obediently and lowered his head to look at the ants crawling at his feet.
