If they were upset, he would feel upset too.
"Dad, we're ready, off to school now!" Ye Bing said, holding a bag with several neatly packed apples in it.
Of course, the second, third, and fourth were all the same.
However, the fourth one seemed to have only two apples in hand, several less than the other three little ones.
Nevertheless, Ye Fan did not ask.
After all, the children have their own thoughts, and these were trivial matters, how long they want to spend on them or how many people they want to give them to was up to them.
Ye Fan didn't want to interfere with anything.
"Alright then, off you go to school!" Zhuge escorted the kids to the kindergarten.
Bai Susu went upstairs to check on little Xiao Wu.
She wondered whether the little one had woken up yet.
Meanwhile, Ye Fan, with an apple in hand, walked out of the house onto the lawn.
Thinking about things, he was actually quite surprised.
