'No! Miss witch is my future wife. Uncle, you can't take her!'
Zhao Yun glared at Zhao Yang even though the man didn't understand why his nephew glared at him.
The three ate their meal for around 30 minutes until none were left on the table.
"Ah! Now I'm full...let's go shopping?" Zhao Yun asked Lai Jiayi with sparkling eyes, blatantly ignoring his uncle.
Lai Jiayi had just wiped her lips when Zhao Yun asked. She almost swallowed the napkins.
"A-ah, that…" Lai Jiayi glanced at Zhao Yang with a dry smile on her face.
'Shopping, again?? Last time we went to the mall, we almost died, okay??'
Hearing this, Zhao Yang instantly refused, "No. You can't go. Last time you went shopping, you put everyone in danger." The man stared dagger at the boy.
Zhao Yun flinched. His eyes darkened, and his face turned gloomy. Dark clouds started to gather above his head, and his imaginary wolf ears were tucked down.
