The butler's expression was one of helplessness.
It wasn't at all as Xiaocheng had said, but the little guy always liked to make himself sound so pitiful.
"Xiaocheng, your dad is on a business trip, not gone for good. Didn't he call and tell you that?" the butler said with a headache, standing beside him, trying to reason with him.
After Xiaocheng returned from school, Yan Ye had used the company's landline to call and talk to him for quite a while.
The gist was that he would be on a business trip for a few days and told him not to cry or fuss at home alone, promising a reward of an alien toy if he behaved well.
Xiaocheng hummed on the phone for quite a while before reluctantly agreeing.
But as soon as dinner was over and there was no one to play with him, he became unhappy again.
