Ye Yixing walked over: "Are you waiting for your auntie?"
The two little ones: "Yes."
"So where did your auntie go?" Ye Yixing tried to get closer to them; a grown man found himself speaking with a touch of tenderness.
Tang Muya stood beside him with a puzzled look at the usually unreliable Young Master Ye, now playing the role of a friendly uncle in front of the two little ones.
He never mentioned he liked kids before?
Ye Yixing felt Tang Muya's gaze and realized his actions at the moment, awkwardly coughing.
The two little ones shook their heads: "We don't know where auntie went, but auntie said she'd be back soon."
"Oh, really?"
The two little ones continued: "Uncle Ye, are you looking for our auntie for something?"
"No, I just came to see you," Ye Yixing replied.
"...Oh."
Little Su Luo blinked.
"Uncle, are you really rich?"
Ye Yixing was taken aback.
Such young kids already understand the value of money? Su Xingwan's teachings for the kids need improvement.
