"We are your father's friends. Haven't you heard of me?" Zhou Hao said, pretending to be surprised.
"No," the two children replied in unison.
"There's another person in the living room. Mom also said that he's my father's friend. Where's my father? Why are all the people at home his friends?" Dong Nan's son asked doubtfully.
In the end, Dong Nan braced herself and stepped forward. She held the two children tightly in front of her and said nervously, "Mr. Zhou, this has nothing to do with the children. Can you let them leave for a while?"
"Alright, I'm a good person after all." Zhou Hao spread his hands and said casually.
Then, he smiled and patted the two children's heads.
"Bao Wang, bring your sister to Auntie Zhu's house to play for a while. You don't have to come back tonight." Dong Nan heaved a sigh of relief.
