Beauty Wu didn't buy much, only two shirts and a jacket for Wei Shuyi.
She didn't see Wei Shuyi in the living room and felt strange.
"Cheng Cheng, where's your uncle?"
Fang Zicheng, who was called out, froze and subconsciously sat up straight.
Beauty Wu felt that this little fellow was especially cute. Although he didn't like to smile or talk, he was especially serious about things. It could be said that he was serious to the point of being menacing. This created a contrast between the two.
Fang Zicheng said, "Uncle is resting." His tone was especially stiff.
Beauty Wu was about to go to the guest room to look for Wei Shuyi when that person walked over from the courtyard.
