"Uncle, it's nothing valuable, please don't worry about it," He Ming looked at the kind-hearted Father Ye, feeling a pang of sadness.
A father's heartfelt concern, he could understand.
"Wait a moment, I'll ask Auntie to make a delicious meal for you, let's have a simple lunch together," Father Ye said warmly.
"No need, Uncle, I'll be leaving soon," He Ming replied. He had no appetite for food now; all he wanted was to hurry and find Xiaomeng.
He felt extremely anxious, wondering where Xiaomeng could be.
He blamed himself deeply; he had been neglecting Xiaomeng lately, leading her to the idea of running away from home.
In the vast sea of people, he didn't even know where to start looking for her.
"Don't say such nonsense; it's a rare occasion for you to visit. How can you leave without eating?" Father Ye's warmth was truly hard to resist.