The three little brats spent over an hour browsing the market, hollering and bustle before finally climbing back into their cars.
They had agreed to have lunch at Young Master Yan's house, so all the seafood they purchased was placed in the back of the bodyguard's car.
Zhu Qianying was the first to get into the car, while the Baby Boy clamored up as well, hands and feet all over the place, and Young Master Yan followed right behind him, reaching out his hand to support him by the butt, giving it a firm boost.
Baby Boy turned his head and smiled at him, "Thank you, Daddy!"
With that single, radiant smile, Young Master Yan felt all the hardship he had suffered today was worth it.
Once he was inside the car, before it even got moving, Zhu Qianying handed him a wet wipe, "Wipe your hands!"
She wouldn't admit that she had initially forgotten that a finicky man like Eldest Young Master Yan might be overwhelmed by the rich natural aroma of the marketplace.
