Mu Shaoling shrugged at those words, "Who knows what that idiot of a father of yours was thinking. Let's go, it's time to eat."
Soon after, when they arrived at the dining hall, Ye Zi'an's gaze flickered with a bit of puzzlement as he saw Lele and Mu Shaoling enter together.
The moment Mu Shaoling winked at him, Ye Zi'an got a bad feeling.
Especially when it was time to eat and Lele, the little guy, came over to sit by him and looked at him with such an attentive gaze, Ye Zi'an was astonished. He realized that whatever he needed, this kid would get it for him at the first opportunity.
"Brother, you're acting strange today," even Yangyang noticed.
"What's so strange about it?" Lele didn't even lift an eyelid, continuing to fill Ye Zi'an's vinegar dish for dipping dumplings and adding some chili powder.
"Being overly attentive for no reason is either sycophantic or thieving!" Yangyang slowly uttered a phrase.
