Su Zhe was waiting at the entrance of the hospital, his expression even darker than Su Lu's. Moreover, he was dressed in a black shirt, which made him look all the more somber and stern.
"Arrived? Have you eaten?" Su Zhe came forward to pull open the car door for them, then asked.
"We've eaten, what about you?"
"Not in the mood."
"I knew you wouldn't be in the mood." Su Lu said, taking out a plastic bag, "I brought some for you."
A smile finally appeared on Su Zhe's face as he unbuckled the safety seat and lifted Zhao Xiaole out, while complaining, "Why bring the child here? It's not exactly a nice place."
"What was I supposed to do, leave him at home alone?" Su Lu said. "Besides, he wanted to see where You Ran works."
"Yes, yes," Zhao Xiaole nodded vigorously, echoing Su Lu's words, "So Uncle, don't blame Su Xiaolu."
