The doorbell dinged.
Chang Jiawei held Mother Xie's hand tightly, not letting go yet.
It must be Brother Cao arriving. Xie Youtian ran to open the door. A small figure ran even faster than him, rushing ahead and shouting, "Brother Pan—"
It seems that more than one little kid was giving the brothers a heads-up.
"Brother Pan, we're leaving—" Xiao Duoduo got to the door first to open it for her brother.
Her little hand tugged the door open, revealing a striking gray, long British-style coat. Xiao Duoduo looked up, and the uncle in front of her was smiling broadly, holding a brown leather bag, his handsome appearance exuding an enchanting charm like rosemary. Xiao Duoduo's small mouth gaped open: Is he a movie star?
"Hello, everyone," the uncle said in a gentle tone to the little ones.
Xiao Duoduo turned into a little dazed duck.
"Is it your brother?" Sun Rongfang asked her son, "Let your brother in."
