Zhao Chen was suddenly covered in cold sweat.
Little Momo, with his hands clasped behind his back, looked up curiously with his delicate and pretty face, "So, Uncle, how come you're here?"
Seeing Zhao Chen rendered speechless, Little Youyou pouted, "Uncle, I thought you were a good person! You're a liar!"
"..." Zhao Chen felt like his IQ had dropped. Why had he so easily fallen into such an obvious trap?
President Gu's children were really different from others.
He shouldn't have assumed that just because he looked like a nice guy, he was popular with children!
"Uncle is not a liar, really, I'm not a liar," he immediately took out his business card, "This is Uncle's business card."
Little Youyou tilted her head, "Uncle, why don't you explain the scheming thoughts in your belly? I might consider trusting you again for that uncle's sake, but my brother might not."
His belly's... scheming thoughts?
"Actually, things are really not what they seem." He decided to tell the truth.
