At this moment, the other protagonist of the incident was squatting on the ground, picking up the tattered and shriveled gummy candy with his little hands. His bright eyes couldn't help but be clouded with sadness, revealing a hint of melancholy.
How did it break?
The deflated sugar coating is pitted and uneven.
Chaochao thought carefully: could she sew it up with needle and thread like her grandmother did?
But the candy had already fallen to the ground, and three seconds had passed.
My brother can't eat anymore.
He sighs every day.
Jiang Chi noticed that the little dumpling was stroking the sacrificed candy with a mournful expression, and didn't quite understand. "Don't eat this candy."
Chaochao said sullenly, "But this was supposed to be for my brother...it's lychee flavored..."
Xiao Donggua's voice was very soft, but Jiang Chi caught it.
After a moment, he slowly said, "It's okay, I've already eaten two candies."
Actually, no, the two candies were still in his coat pocket.
Jiang Chi frowned, carefully considering his words.
If it were in the past, no, if it were someone else, Jiang Chi would have just said with disdain, "This candy has been trampled and ruined, who would still eat it?"
But at this moment, Jiang Chi only said, "Eating too much sugar will cause cavities, even for adults."
Chaochao turned her head in shock, staring at him with wide eyes.
Jiang Chi actually saw something called faith shatter in Xiao Donggua's eyes.
In a child's world, adults can do whatever they want.
Why are you acting like a child, unable to eat too much sugar?
What will she do when she grows up?
The child's beautiful fantasies about growing up were shattered.
Jiang Chi: "..."
"I don't eat candy, but I want something else," Jiang Chi said quickly, trying to divert the child's attention.
Chaochao took the bait as expected, "What does brother want to eat?"
You'll find out soon enough.
Jiang Chi picked up Chaochao, still feeling a bit awkward, and simply hoisted the little winter melon onto his shoulder before turning to Sang Rui and saying, "This person is yours to deal with."
He didn't spare Bai Yao even a glance.
Tang Yan caught up with him, "Hey, I just heard you. What are you going to eat? Take me with you!"
Jiang Chi: "You, go and photosynthesize on your own."
Tang Yan: "..."
Friendship over! Our friendship is over today!
Tang Yan, who was about to leave, paused, turned back to look at Bai Yao, and smiled slightly: "By the way, your name is Bai Yao, right?"
Bai Yao dared not look directly into the other person's eyes, which held no smile at all. "No..."
"Okay, I'll remember you."
When she looked up again, the person had already disappeared into the elevator.
After watching Jiang Chi leave with the child, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Bai Yao overheard several girls whispering together, saying that Jiang Chi was too good to Hong Ge's sister, protecting her to this extent.
Is she really Hong Qing's sister?
Why has Hong Qing never hugged her even once?
Bai Yao had a vague guess in her heart, her nails dug into her palms, and a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.
But when he met Sang Rui's cold gaze, his expression froze again.
...
Jiang Chi did want to eat there, but when he arrived at the place, he was embarrassed to find that it wasn't open yet.
Regarding the matter of taking Chaochao out to eat, Jiang Chi sat in the nanny van, repeatedly opening and closing the dial pad, and finally opened the WeChat chat box, typing for several minutes before finally sending the message.
Jiang Chi: [The filming is a bit late today, so I'm eating out with Chaochao. You two can eat first.]
The same message was sent to Huo Qin and Old Master Huo.
He immediately logged out of WeChat after sending the message.
As expected, the message notification ringtone started ringing.
Ten seconds later, Grandpa Huo made a desperate call. Jiang Chi answered the phone, but before he could even speak, his uncle called immediately.
Jiang Chi: "..."
He's not a human trafficker, it can't be that serious.
After dealing with the two elders, Jiang Chi leaned back in his seat and let out a sigh of relief.
He couldn't help but doubt himself.
Does he really seem that unreliable?
He survived even though no one cared for him when he was a child.
A "gurgling" sound came from beside my ear.
He turned his head to look.
Little Winter Melon was gripping the car window with both hands, staring intently at a potsticker stall on the street.
Jiang Chi immediately thought of the little yellow dog drooling in front of the pork knuckle stall.
"Want some?" Jiang Chi asked lazily.
Chaochao looked up with expectant eyes: "Is it okay?"
“Hmm…” Jiang Chi let out a long sound.
As soon as Hong heard the voice, he knew it meant "yes." He was about to get out of the car to buy food when he saw Jiang Chi in the back seat put on a baseball cap and a mask.
"You're going in person?" Brother Hong asked in surprise.
Are you out of your mind? What if your fans recognize you?
"Okay." Jiang Chi responded and got out of the car with the little winter melon in his arms.
"Um, um, dumplings!"
Chaochao flapped its short limbs in mid-air like a puppy that had fallen into water, its bright eyes excitedly staring at the sizzling potstickers on the hot plate.
Jiang Chi put down the puppy—no, Little Winter Melon, no… Chaochao—and said in a low voice to the proprietress, “One order of potstickers, please.”
"Okay!"
As the proprietress was busy working, she inadvertently caught sight of a pair of stunning eyes under the brim of a hat. "Hey young man, you look very familiar."
Jiang Chi nodded calmly: "Don't you remember me? I'm Zhang Lao Er's son from the next village in our hometown."
"Zhang Lao Er..." The old woman was taken aback by his words, squinting and trying hard to remember. There seemed to be a Zhang Lao Er in the next village. Did he have a son? She thought he did...
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