"Yang Ge's gone?"
Zhao Miao's voice rose beside him, and when Yang Ge turned around, he saw her standing on tiptoes, craning her neck to look into the crowd, "Didn't we agree to eat spicy chicken chunks tonight?"
Yang Ge withdrew his gaze, his eyelids drooping, "Yeah, he had some urgent business to attend to and had to rush back to Jiangzhe..."
Zhao Miao let out a disappointed "Oh": "That's really sudden."
Yang Ge laughed, "It's just spicy chicken chunks, right? Can't I make them for you tonight?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Miao's face instantly broke into a joyful smile, flashing a small tiger tooth with a hehe laugh, "I knew it, Er Ge cares for me the most."
"Go stand over there."
Yang Ge turned his head, lips pursed, towards Zhao Hong who stood behind Xiao Baoqi with a broom pretending to sweep the floor but intently staring at Xiao Baoqi's hand gestures, and called out, "Xiao Hong, come here."