The next day.
In the morning.
When Old Wu's family woke up, they discovered that Zhang Ye had already left.
Li Qinqin asked, "Did Little Ye go back last night?"
Wu Zeqing said, "No, he stayed with me in the west wing room."
Wu Changhe said, "Where'd he go then? Breakfast is already prepared."
"What did you two talk about last night?" Li Qinqin asked, "I noticed that you two spoke deep into the night."
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Nothing, we were just discussing the child."
At this moment, a car parked outside.
Then Zhang Ye came in carrying big and small bags of items.
One bag.
Three bags.
Five bags.
And there were several large boxes as well.
Li Qinqin was startled to see so many things. "Aiyo, where did you go?"
