"Ye Xiaowan, why are you up so early?"
Tiptoeing into the dining room, Little Bun was surprised to find Ye Wan already sitting at the table and asked, "Are you going on a work trip again?"
"Yes."
Ye Wan rubbed Little Bun's head, "I'm going to Magic City to record a program, and I'll be back on Sunday. You can go to Mother Jiang's house to play over the weekend, or you can invite your friends over; Auntie Lan will entertain them for you."
"Alright, I know. I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore, okay?"
No longer the despondency from when Ye Wan used to go on work trips, Little Bun waved his hand confidently, "I'll take good care of myself!"
Familiar face, familiar tone.
The anxiety between his brows had been replaced by confidence; he was no longer the little dumpling who liked to cling to her.
After having breakfast together and sending Little Bun to school, Ye Wan turned and went to Imperial Film University.
