The fashion designer quickly came over and personally tailored clothes for everyone.
Meanwhile, little An'an's guzheng class also ended, and he shouted at the door, "Dazhen! Dazhen! Come with me to fish!"
Song Zhen laughed heartily and went to take his grandson.
Before leaving, he specifically turned around to remind Shen Shengqi, "Since you rarely come back, stay for dinner before going."
Shen Shengqi nodded with a smile, "Sure. Mom and Dad are both working at the clinic. Even if I go back, there's no meal waiting for me."
"Then you should bring your luggage here!" Song Zhen said as he left the house, coaxing his little grandson, "Coming, coming. An'an's Dazhen is here!"
Shen Shengqi looked at Song Zhen and smiled, "I didn't expect Uncle to be like this after retirement."
Yunxi: "Yes, he enjoys it a lot. I hope to retire early too in the future."
Shen Shengqi chuckled bitterly, "Why do I now feel a bit sorry for little An'an?"
