"Let's go." Yiqiao placed a thin blanket over Zheng Haoyu's lap, covering even his hands beneath it, looking meticulous and serious just like the expressionless Yixin.
Zheng Haoyu opened his mouth as if to say something, but Yiqiao patted his arm first, earnestly instructing, "You must be good and obedient."
With a stern face like a little old man lecturing Zheng Haoyu, Su Nian almost burst out laughing. How many years had it been since she last saw Zheng Haoyu looking defeated? It felt great!
Zheng Haoyu helplessly curled his lips, looked up at Su Nian, and said, "Let's go."
The tone, no matter how you heard it, felt like Su Nian was forcing him into prostitution.
Su Nian rubbed her nose, took a step forward, and the two children followed on either side of the wheelchair, looking for all the world like a typical family of four, handsome man, beautiful woman, and two adorable kids, attracting countless gazes along the way.
