"Ah'Zhi?" The woman's surprised voice travelled from behind. "Who brought you?"
Zhihao smiled.
There was no way anyone would doubt the familiarity between his son and grandson. The eyes, nose, ears, the well curved mouth and that smile. Everything about this little guy reminded her of her son.
"Aunt Jiu brought me. She is hungry and wants to eat only your food."
Xiaocan couldn't help but giggle. "Okay, okay. You don't want to eat?" She asked raising an eyebrow.
Zhihao cleared his throat. "I really want some,"
Xiaocan laughed out making the customers look towards them. "Let's go in." She scooped him up.
After they had enough to eat, Jiuwen drove Zhihao to the company.
The gloomy face of the man lightened up when he saw his son. Zhihao had come with a packed meal from his granny.
"I visited granny... She sent you this." He outstretched his little hands holding onto the flask to his father.