Your Family, Our Family...
編集者: Atlas Studios
Some kind-hearted residents had gone to the guard to report that there was a suspicious person squatting in the garden who might be a thief.
The security guard caught him dutifully.
Huo Ci removed his mask and shushed the guard. "The paparazzi are chasing me."
In the end, the security guard looked at the autograph on Huo Ci's clothes and left in satisfaction. He even pointed out a more secluded place where he could hide from the paparazzi, ensuring that he would not be discovered.
Su Xiyin brought Xiaoqi home from the square, holding his small hand in hers. Xiaoqi's eyes were sharp, so he pointed excitedly at the person walking over and shouted, "Grandpa!"
Su Xiyin took a look and saw that it was indeed her son. He was wearing a mask and sunglasses and he looked like he was taking a walk. However, who would go to the district next door to take a walk?
Besides, he had never had a habit of taking a walk. He always worked out at home.