Little Fatty seemed to have noticed Adam Jones only just now. Seeing the handsome uncle who looked exactly like William Campbell standing in front of his daddy, his eyes instantly lit up.
The next second, he was like a wild horse that had broken free from its shackles, shaking off his mommy and making his way to Adam Jones' side, wrapping his arms around Adam's thighs.
"Uncle, can you and auntie have a little sister for me? Once I have a little sister, I'll have a wife."
The Wilsons: "..."
Couldn't this little rascal stop making a fool of himself in public?
Elly Campbell hadn't expected the little chub to be so insistent on them having a little sister for him.
Initially, she thought it was just innocent child's talk and didn't take it seriously.
But he had said it over and over again, to her, in front of his parents, and now, even while hugging Adam's legs, he continued to plead.
