He really wanted to ask Ye Xinluo to dinner, but the little guy's request was hard to refuse outright.
So, after thinking, he said, "How about uncle buys it for you in the afternoon? You can take it home with you after work."
Jingxi shook his head decisively, "No, uncle, don't you know that cakes taste best when they're fresh?"
Of course, he knew, but buying it after work would mean delivering it to their home, wouldn't it?
That would be such a waste of time!
"But uncle still has things to do tonight, how about asking Uncle Mo Han to buy it for you?"
With no other choice, he had to drag Mo Han in as a shield.
"No." Jingxi puffed his cheeks and refused without a second thought.
The little guy knew exactly what he wanted to do tonight, and it was nothing more than asking his own dear mommy to dinner.
Hmph, with me here, don't even think about it.
