It's kid Cao Zhile. We agreed to let the kid and the elderly wait for them to buy breakfast in the hospital. Why is the kid here?
Xie Wanying turned around quickly.
Ahead, the bright morning light circled two handsome figures, one large and one small.
The little child star Cao Zhile was like a little swan in the sun, flying and flying, running towards her in a hurry. As he ran, he opened his row of white teeth and smiled at her. His picturesque little face suddenly overflowed with emotion.
Like the devilish aura of Cao Zhao, the second eldest son of the Cao family, he said to her: "My third uncle is here."
Another tall figure was chasing the child, and walked up to her with long steps and stopped in front of her.
"Senior Brother Cao." After the three words burst out of her lips, Xie Wanying could imagine that her throat was stuck.
Cao Yong looked at her nervously twice.
The first thought that flashed through her mind was that she was fine. The second thought was that she saw the dark circles under her eyelids and could imagine how tired she was after working all night long last night.
Xie Wanying could see that the senior brother was a very gentleman, but there was "displeasure" written in his eyes: How could you run out without telling me? The angry gentleman Cao, the angry gentleman, didn't even criticize her, which made her feel a lot more worried.
Don't feel sorry for yourself.
"I heard your father is here." Cao Yong said. After receiving the news, he might be able to understand some of the reasons why she secretly left the hotel last night.
Maybe she thought that some circumstances last night were not suitable for him to meet her father, and he would wait for her to say it herself.
"Who is he?" Xie Changrong, who was standing nearby, looked at someone coming to see his daughter and had to ask.
"Uncle, don't care who he is, let's go buy breakfast. I'll pay for it." Chang Jiawei saw someone coming to cut off his hair and even rushed to buy breakfast.
"You said I was treating you, why are you trying to rob me?" Xie Changrong rejected him rudely again.
Seeing her senior and her father arguing over this kind of thing again, Xie Wanying was a little distressed.
After scanning her expression, Cao Yong immediately understood and intervened: "You don't need to buy it. I came here to inform you that breakfast has been bought."
Huh? Xie Changrong and Chang Jiawei were both startled.
Brother Niu, you have solved the problem. Xie Wanying's eyes flashed.
"Cao Yong, you have just arrived, when can you buy breakfast?" Chang Jiawei frowned and said that he did not follow common sense and was not honest.
"I guess you might not have had breakfast, so I brought you something to eat when I came here." Cao Yong replied.
"My third uncle didn't tell lies." Child Cao Zhile hurriedly joined the team to cheer for his third uncle.
"Uncle, let's go back and eat. Don't waste the food we bought." Cao Yong urged the group.
Touching the wallet in his hand that couldn't be spent, Xie Changrong couldn't help but feel regretful. He finally caught a chance to act like a dad and treat his daughter to a treat as his wife said, but the chance was gone.
Cao Yong saw her father's expression clearly and added: "Uncle, we forgot to buy milk." As he said this, he narrowed the corners of his eyes and winked at the little nephew beside him.
The third uncle asked him to cooperate in acting, and the child Cao Zhile received it. He was so excited that he jumped like a little frog, raised his little arms high and shouted: "I want to drink milk."
"Okay, I'll buy you a box and go back." Xie Changrong felt like he had recovered gold, and happily turned around to find a place to buy milk.
