Hearing Zhao Tinghai's words, Ye Fei blushed.
"Uncle Zhao, what are you talking about? Bell is so young.
And how did it suddenly relate to me?"
Ye Fei rolled her eyes at Zhao Tinghai angrily and returned to the villa.
Seeing Ye Fei like this, Zhao Tinghai laughed and shook his head. Then, he got into the car and left the villa.
The night passed peacefully.
When Bell woke up again, he was already lying on the comfortable bed in Scarlett's house.
As soon as he woke up, he smelled the fragrance of food.
He followed the smell.
Downstairs, Keira, Scarlett, Li Ziqi, and others were gathered around the table, except for Bell.
"Since you're awake, wash up and join us."
Hearing footsteps, Li Ziqi looked upstairs and saw that Bell was awake.
Breakfast was cooked by Li Ziqi herself, and it was mostly Chinese.
Bell had a satisfying meal after a long time.