zhuo feng, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, stood up immediately when he saw mu yichen and luo chenxi appearing side by side. he dashed toward the two of them in a few steps.
" president, young madam, about the matter that the two of you asked me to do last time ... "
before he could finish his sentence, mu yichen raised his hand and made a stop gesture.
luo chenxi furrowed her brows ever so slightly. she bent down and picked up the little dumpling.
" tangtang, daddy and mommy have something to do. let granny sleep with you, okay? "
xiao tuanzi looked at zhuo feng curiously and nodded sensibly.
luo chenxi carried the little dumpling to tan yueru's room and stuffed all the dolls she had grabbed from the claw machine in the afternoon into her hands. she kissed her daughter's tiny face before she turned around and went downstairs.
mu yichen and zhuo feng had been conversing for a while.