In the video, Xie Jingbei smiled gently and asked, "An'an told me you went to see a stage play today. What was it?"

Wen Shuqiao replied, "The Dream of the Red Chamber, which is very popular recently."

Xie Jingbei thought for a moment and said, "Okay, if it's good-looking, I'll take An'an to cultivate her taste."

An'an looked at her uncle with dissatisfaction; he was practically shutting her out of the conversation! Neither she nor Can Can could say a word!

Just then, Shen Jiazhou walked up to them. Wen Shuqiao looked up at him, and Shen Jiazhou mouthed: It's about to begin.

Xie Jingbei noticed her raising her eyes and asked, "Are you busy?"

Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "It's about to begin."

Xie Jingbei said, "Then I won't disturb you while you're watching the show. See you at the studio."

An'an finally squeezed through and said, "Can Can, wait for me to go to your house to play when I get back!"

Can Can nodded: "Bye-bye, An An!"

Bye-bye, CanCan!

After hanging up the call, Wen Shuqiao took the phone back. Can Can happily ran to the sofa, took off her shoes, climbed up, and found a seat.

Wen Shuqiao also stood up. After thinking it over, Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you weren't familiar with this Teacher Xie?"

"We're not that close," Wen Shuqiao said, "but they've already greeted you, you can't just keep a cold face, can you?"

Shen Jiazhou responded with an "oh," his tone revealing little emotion.

Wen Shuqiao turned to look at him: "By the way, do you have any business dealings with the Lu family or the Xie family?"

Shen Jiazhou said, "Not yet, and we don't know about the future. Why talk about this when we're out having fun? Sit down, the stage play is about to start, I'll have them get some herbal tea."

Can Can poked her head out from the sofa: "Uncle, is it sweet water?"

Shen Jiazhou said, "Don't worry, it's all arranged for you."

Can Can smiled contentedly: "There's cake too! And snacks with cake."

Shen Jiazhou clicked his tongue, and Cancan immediately pulled her head back, ignoring his next words.

He walked over to the sofa and sat down. Can Can was already lying down, with one leg crossed over the other, taking up most of the space.

Shen Jiazhou slapped his smug foot: "How can my aunt and I sit like that?"

The sofa offers the best view; the other seats are all chairs, which aren't very comfortable.

Can Can sat up and glanced at it: "Then I'll sit up."

Shen Jiazhou sat down on the edge, Wen Shuqiao sat in the middle, and Cancan sat for a while, but still felt uncomfortable, so she sat down between them, looked around, moved closer to her aunt, and then reached out and tugged at her uncle's sleeve: "Uncle, come sit a little closer."

Shen Jiazhou, confused, asked, "What are you doing?"

"Come here." Can Can pulled him closer to her again.

Shen Jiazhou moved closer to him, and Wen Shuqiao asked in confusion, "What are you going to do? Uncle is sitting perfectly fine."

Can Can remained silent until his uncle's thighs were pressed tightly against him, then he leaned against them contentedly, his feet resting on the cake, feeling incredibly comfortable.

Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but pinch his cheek again: "You're living a really comfortable life, using me and your aunt as cushions, huh?"

"So what?" Can Can said, "I need the two of you to enjoy the stage play properly."

After hearing what he said, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but say, "You little rascal."

The young master is now living a comfortable life.

The performance began, and all three focused their attention on the stage.

Can Can stopped talking and just watched longingly. Not long after the show started, the staff brought over the health tea and corn juice that Shen Jiazhou had ordered.

Can Can sniffed: "It smells so good, Uncle! What is this yellow paste?"

Shen Jiazhou frowned: "Could you describe it in a nicer way? This is corn juice, made from corn."

Yesterday I only promised to give him sweet water, but I didn't say what kind of sweet water it was. He saw that there was corn juice, which has a slightly sweet taste anyway.

Can Can hadn't tried corn juice before, so he immediately jumped off the sofa, stood in front of the small table, and took another deep sniff. Mmm~ It smells so good~

He scooped up a little with a spoon, puffed out his cheeks, blew on it, and then took a sip.

It tastes delicious too!

Seeing his absorbed expression, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but smile.

Children are always full of curiosity about new things and then become engrossed in them.

But Can Can seems to be intoxicated a little too often, which is so cute.

Shen Jiazhou naturally noticed his reaction and couldn't help but lean down again: "Is it that good?"

Can Can nodded, then scooped up a little more with a spoon, blew on it, turned around and put it to his lips: "You'll know once you drink it, it's super delicious corn juice."

Shen Jiazhou opened his mouth and put the corn juice in his mouth. The corn juice contained milk and some condensed milk, and it was indeed quite fragrant.

Can Can chuckled twice: "I wasn't wrong, Uncle! It's super delicious!"

After he finished speaking, he scooped up another spoonful and turned it toward Wen Shuqiao. Just as he was about to speak, Shen Jiazhou interrupted him: "Order this separately for Auntie. We'll drink this one together."

Wen Shuqiao glanced at the spoon in his hand and said, "You and your uncle drink together."

After learning that her aunt also had some, Can Can stopped insisting, drank the corn juice herself, and happily continued watching the stage play.

Shen Jiazhou patted his head: "Little glutton."

Can Can pretended not to hear; her uncle's words were always unpleasant, but she was used to it!

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