Madam Charles looked helpless, her eyes imploringly searching for Ye Jiuliang for assistance.
"Bentley, eating too much ice cream can turn you into Little Fatty, and then you won't look handsome," Ye Jiuliang said gently, reaching out to ruffle Little Tuanzi's hair.
Little Tuanzi pursed his lips, his conflicted gaze was so pitiful it was hard for anyone to bear.
After a long moment, he clenched his little fists, "Baby wants to be handsome."
With that, he marched his little short legs toward the trash bin and threw the remainder of his ice cream away.
Madam Charles chuckled softly, "Ye, you always know what to do."
"Ye, let's go over there for a bit, we'll talk more later," Mr. Charles said.
Ye Jiuliang nodded, "Hmm."
Before leaving, Little Tuanzi threw a reluctant kiss towards Ye Jiuliang.
Unwilling to stay and be scrutinized by everyone, Ye Jiuliang took Li Mochan's hand and they left.
