"Brother Tang, I'm so hungry. Can you take me to eat something?" Yao Yao moved closer, showcasing a playful smile typical of young girls, which looked quite natural on her baby-face.
"What do you want to eat?"
Yao Yao casually pointed to a restaurant. "This place will do."
Tang Yan instructed Zhao Kamming to stop the car, and he got out with Yao Yao to grab a meal. Yao Yao looked up at his tall figure and couldn't help but feel an increased sense of dependency, instinctively looping her arm through his.
He stiffened for a moment, his footsteps halting abruptly as he said coldly, "Let go."
"I won't!"
Instead of fearing Tang Yan's words, Yao Yao clung to him even tighter, a picture of willfulness.
