After Erin Ginger finished bathing, the small clothes that were bought arrived.
Wearing a fluffy panda pajama, Erin Ginger was carried downstairs by a group of maids, surrounded and supported by them.
Having just finished his bath, his little face was still adorably rosy, and even though he didn’t have any expression, he was so cute it could lt anyone’s heart. Edward Stephens had just smoked a cigarette in the courtyard, and upon returning, he saw Erin Ginger surrounded by his maids on the sofa, watching cartoons.
Fruit was cut, milk was ward, and even a small cake was prepared.
Upon seeing him co in, Erin Ginger turned his head, looking at him with his dark eyes.
"Your dad is coming tomorrow to take you ho," Edward Stephens told him, which he didn’t expect would cause the little rascal’s face to suddenly scrunch up. He pushed people away and jumped off the sofa, a flicker of anger in his eyes.
Watching him walk out headstrong like a little calf, Edward Stephens grabbed him, "Where are you going?"
"You’re a liar too!" Erin Ginger rarely showed his emotions, accusing him.
Edward Stephens frowned, "If you don’t go ho, where will you live?"
Erin Ginger’s eyes turned red, he pursed his small mouth and glared at Edward Stephens.
"Did you quarrel with Daisy Ginger?"
Edward Stephens squatted down to ask him.
Erin Ginger blinked his eyes, and a stream of tears rolled down.
"Ah..."
The girls behind him gasped in surprise.
Even Edward Stephens felt a shock in his heart, almost dropping the lighter in his hand.
Erin Ginger wiped his tears and stubbornly turned away.
"It’s none of your business." He pushed him away and went inside to pick up his small drawing board, about to leave ho again.
This child’s temper really is just like Daisy Ginger’s. Edward Stephens clicked his tongue lightly, picked him up and cajoled him, "Tell uncle how Daisy Ginger bullied you, and uncle will help you get back at her, okay?"
"..." Erin Ginger looked at him, then looked down sadly after a mont, "... No." He said, "You can’t bully Daisy Ginger."
Isn’t he fond of Daisy Ginger?
Edward Stephens asked, "Then what do you want to do?"
Erin Ginger lowered his head, pursing his mouth, his long eyelashes hung down like two curved little fans.
"I want Daisy Ginger to celebrate my birthday with ."
Edward Stephens was slightly surprised, "Today is your birthday?"
"Mm." Erin Ginger responded with a bit of lancholy, "Daisy Ginger said she would celebrate my birthday, but she lied to ." He looked very aggrieved and sniffed, "How could she lie to ?"
Since adulthood, Edward Stephens rarely celebrated birthdays; the Stephens family wasn’t very close, gifts were sent by assistants, but he was too lazy to even open them.
It turned out Daisy Ginger missed this kid’s birthday, which upset him.
Edward Stephens pondered for a while, then asked, "Then should I find soone to buy a birthday cake for you?"
Erin Ginger glared at him and turned his head away, "No."
He wasn’t leaving ho just to eat a birthday cake!
Edward Stephens couldn’t help but laugh, holding him to bring him back to the hall, rubbing his head, "Then you can stay at my house tonight. Tomorrow, I’ll teach Daisy Ginger a lesson, so she won’t forget in the future, okay?"
"..." Erin Ginger pressed his lips together, seriously contemplating for a mont, and told Edward Stephens, "You can’t bully Daisy Ginger."
"Okay, no bullying."
Only then did Erin Ginger feel relieved, obediently drinking his milk, carried upstairs by the maids to rest.
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