Su Xingwan hurriedly came out to open the door.
Upon opening it, she saw Ye Yixing standing at the entrance.
He was holding two boxes of gifts in his hands.
"Young Master Ye?" Su Xingwan was taken aback, "What are you..." doing here.
Ye Yixing flashed his trademark smile.
"I saw you didn't go to the set today and figured you'd be home, so I came over."
Su Xingwan: "Hmm?"
Ye Yixing: "I'm here to see the little ones."
"Uncle Ye!" The two little ones saw him and immediately got up and ran over.
"Oh dear, I haven't seen you in a few days, Uncle Ye missed you guys."
The three little ones were so adorable, Ye Yixing couldn't help but hug them, giving each a kiss on their little faces.
Only Little Su Yan showed some disdain, refusing to let him kiss, standing behind his little aunt.
Ye Yixing's gaze was somewhat melancholic.
This cleanliness obsession is just like his cousin, carved from the same mold.
"Uncle Ye, Auntie bought a lot of toys for us!"
