Little Youyou glanced at the man picking up the ball and realized it wasn't that uncle, immediately feeling disappointed.
She wanted the handsome uncle to return the ball to her, this uncle wasn't handsome enough!
Zhao Chen really wanted to rub his eyes, suddenly feeling a bit rejected.
He was a bit hurt, but of course he wouldn't take it to heart with a child.
After standing up, he said to the BOSS, "Let's go, Mr. Gu, President Ji is still waiting upstairs."
The waiter who had been anxiously holding his breath finally let it out.
He was terrified that this group of wild kids would annoy such high-end guests, especially this guest whose cold face didn't look like he would enjoy the company of children.
The waiter walked ahead, ready to continue leading the way.
Gu Annan and Zhao Chen were also planning to continue upstairs.
"Little Youyou, let's go, we'll keep playing!"
Little Youyou, holding the small leather ball, did not heed her friend's advice.
