Lian Xinying glanced at how much Yan Ye had left; it didn't seem like much, so she said, "I won't eat anymore, you can peel them for our son!"
She continued playing on her phone after speaking.
Xiaocheng happily ran over to Yan Ye's side.
This time, instead of sitting in a chair, he climbed directly onto Yan Ye's lap, making it easier to feed him.
Yan Ye wasn't too thrilled about his son's enthusiasm and initiative.
If Miaomiao had been the one climbing onto him, Yan Ye would definitely have been delighted.
That's preferential treatment for you.
Yan Ye didn't let Xiaocheng finish all of it, but shared part of it himself.
He was worried that Xiaocheng might eat too much and get a stomachache.
Originally, they came out after having dinner.
After finishing the shrimp, Yan Ye settled the bill, then carried his son in one arm and held Lian Xinying's hand with the other as they left.
After leaving, the three of them walked towards the parking lot.
