It Had to Be Xiaobao

Ghostfear was in a bad mood and pulled his two brothers to the courtyard to drink.

It was mainly him drinking.

Ghostfear looked at Wei Ting. "Why don't you drink?"

Wei Ting said righteously, "My wife doesn't like the smell of alcohol on me."

It was too heartbreaking.

He had a wife, but it was as if he did not.

Ghostfear swallowed his anger and turned to look with grievance on the other side. "What about you? Why donn't you drink?"

Wei Qing hugged Wei Xiaobao and said calmly, "Oh, I'll take care of the child."

Xing'er brought over the dishes and snacks. "Eldest Young Master, eat something to fill your stomach first."

"Yeah."

Ghostfear responded.

"Go to sleep," Wei Ting said to Xing'er. "There's nothing else here."

"Yes, Young Master!"

Xing'er returned to the house.

Wei Xiaobao was very energetic with her big, dark eyes.

Wei Qing poked her soft face in amusement.