Milky Dumpling looked at Dad Huo, then at the tall and burly Uncle Chen. She pursed her small mouth and earnestly explained, word by word.
"Uncle Chen, there's no fish, there's Zaizai!"
Chen Jiantao: "Huh?"
Chen Jiantao didn't understand at first.
Milky Dumpling pointed at herself and explained again in her cute and childish voice.
"Daddy has no fish, but he has Zaizai!"
Chen Jiantao: "..."
After understanding what Milky Dumpling meant, Chen Jiantao burst into laughter.
He wanted to hug this incredibly cute and soft Milky Dumpling, but was avoided by Huo Chenling.
"Tsk! Can't even hug?"
Huo Chenling stared coldly at him. "Unless you promise not to use your methods to examine Zaizai."
Milky Dumpling's situation was obviously special. He had originally planned to take his kids to Mingjue Temple today to see the master, but it was delayed until now because of Song Qiao's arrival.
As the head of the special department, Chen Jiantao naturally had profound skills in the occult.