"Oh?"
Under the night sky, the film set was brightly lit, and the silhouette of the man standing with backlighting was deep and handsome. Clad in a long black coat, he stood out in the crowd, both noble and stunning.
His expression was no longer cold as before, and he glanced at Xiao Yi, whose eyes were slightly joking, "Childish."
Shen Yibo tilted his head up, blinking as he said, "Uncle, I... I just said you were a tiny bit, just a bit fierce, but I didn't say you weren't handsome, you're the most handsome person here!"
"And... and my mom says I'm the most sensible, I'm not childish at all."
As Shen Yibo explained, he lifted his little chubby hand and waved it as if to brush away the word 'childish' that uncle had thrown out.
Song Yuchen covered his mouth with his little hand and snickered, "Yibo, my daddy wasn't talking about you, he said Uncle Xiao Yi is childish."