บท 1272: 268: China, Ye Zhuo! 7

Lin Ze said, “There’s no need. My uncle is already eating!”

Father Zhao squeezed through the crack in the door. “A Ye, dad brought you food!”

Ye Sen looked up at Father Zhao. “I’ve said it many times. My Name Is Ye Sen! It’s not Zhao Ziye!”

Father Zhao immediately said, “Okay, okay, okay! If you don’t like this name, then I won’t call you a Ye. It’s fine to call you sen! Come to Sen. I’ll get someone to make Pigeon Soup for you. There’s also bird’s nest here.”

“I’m already full.”Ye Sen put down his chopsticks.

Facing Ye Sen, Father Zhao had no temper at all. “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s Daddy’s fault for coming late tonight. Daddy will come early tomorrow! Don’t be angry, Sen!”

Ye Sen continued, “Mr. Zhao, I won’t recognize you, and I don’t want to see you. Can you please leave?”