Ding Junqi, "…"
'Son, are you trying to scare your father to death?'
Le Tian, "…"
'Son, are you trying to scare your mother to death?'
'Was that sudden northeastern accent intended to make your parents die a sudden death from laughter?'
Ding Yuejia dashed to Le Tian's side like a little monkey. With his little head raised, he asked, "Where's the delicious food Grandma brought me?"
Le Tian, "…"
He was so excited to see her because of the delicious food.
"I've left the food in the hotel room, but take a look at what's this?" Le Tian said as she squatted down and handed the bag to Ding Yuejia.
With a curious 'yeeee', Ding Yuejia took out the box from the bag.
