Ji Baby blinked, poked his little belly, hesitated for a moment, then pointed at the animal-shaped ice creams, "Daddy, can I eat yours too?"
Ji Rui hesitated as well, seeing his son's hopeful and pleading eyes, the refusal he wanted to give turned into a nod.
"Okay, but just a little bit, don't eat it all, got it?"
"YES, SIR!" Baobao suddenly saluted Ji Rui like a little soldier.
Ji Rui held Baobao and took a tour around the self-service and dessert areas, returning to a table piled with four or five plates full of food and two ice creams.
"I thought only Tongtong could make the boss go bankrupt, turns out you can too, Baobao!"
As soon as Ji Baby sat down, he scooped a big spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, listened to Yang Sheng, and looked curiously at him with wide eyes.
"Uncle Sheng, who's Tongtong? Is she your wife?"
In kindergarten, Ji Baby was quite the star, with a bunch of little girls saying they wanted to be his wife.
