"Su Hongxing, you're still laughing! Ye Qilan has already died, he's not Ye Qilan, how can you be deceived by a man's face? You are not such an indiscriminate woman, wake up..."
Qiao Qiao started a long sermon.
Su Hongxing muttered a few responses, and seeing Little Pudding going upstairs, she also decided to follow and see.
Little Pudding ran to the master bedroom door, poking his little head to look around.
Ding Ye turned around and saw Little Pudding, revealing a slight smile: "Little Pudding, come here."
Little Pudding stared at Ding Ye's face for a while, then moved his little steps towards him, looking up at him: "Dad, are you not going away anymore?"
Ding Ye picked up Little Pudding and placed him on his lap: "I will listen to Little Pudding."
"Then I don't want Dad to go, can Dad always stay home?" Little Pudding excitedly looked at Ding Ye's face, and even hugged his neck.
"Okay, then I won't go..."
