The Forgotten Deserted Island (9)

"Okay."

Pudding didn't know what abilities her grandpa had, but she trusted her auntie. 

Then Lu Yan pressed lightly on the buttons on the watch.

The phone ring came from the watch, showing that the call had gone through.

For one instant, Pudding felt a bit nervous.

"What is it?" The professor's image appeared in front of the watch.

Dressed in a white coat and wearing a mask, he was obviously in a lab.

"Dad… Look who is here."

Lu Yan turned the camera to Pudding's little figure.

When the professor saw the little girl, his sharp eyes instantly softened.

"Are you Pudding or Little Bean?" the professor asked genially.

"Pudding, what are you waiting for? Greet your grandpa," Lu Yan nudged Pudding's arm and reminded her.

The little girl said sweetly, "Grandpa."

"Oh! Good, good… You're Pudding. You look exactly like Little Bean." The professor had lots of photos of these two.