Shen Zhaoli was moved almost to tears as he grasped Wen Jiao's hand. Just as he was about to say something, the door to the private room was pushed open, and Bian Xiao, the little guy, came bouncing in.
The little fellow blinked his large eyes, fluttering them, and let out an astonished "Wow" when he saw Shen Zhaoli, exclaiming, "What a good-looking uncle!"
Bian Xiao had met Shen Zhaoli before, but not many times; it wasn't enough to leave a deep impression in the child's mind.
Shen Zhaoli was very pleased with Bian Xiao's spontaneous compliment. The kid really had an eye for things; his aesthetic sense was also good.
He smiled and waved at Bian Xiao, "Come here, let Uncle give you a hug and see how heavy you've gotten!"
So Bian Xiao, with his little backpack swinging, dashed into Shen Zhaoli's arms, "Uncle! I really like you!"
Shen Jinci stood at the doorway, watching the scene unfold with a headache.
