"Yao, let's go shopping after dinner."
Seeing that Song Yao didn't say anything, Han Che began to find a topic to talk about.
Song Yao was about to refuse, but Han Hao popped his head out from the back of the car.
"Great! Great! I haven't gone shopping for a long time. Daddy, Mommy, can we buy a remote-control car when we go shopping later?"
Song Yao felt sorry for Han Hao, so she wouldn't refuse his request to buy a car. But seeing Han Che here, she didn't know how to answer.
Han Che just nodded, turned around, and gave Han Hao a thumbs up behind him.
"Okay?" After that, seeing that Song Yao didn't answer for a long time, Han Che handed the initiative to her again.
Now that they had come to this point, there was no way for her to refuse. She nodded.
"It's not impossible, but it depends on the time. If the time is not enough, then next time!"
"Mommy, don't worry. A meal won't take long. It's only six o'clock now. The mall won't close until eleven o'clock!"