Tang Jingming clammed up, turning his face to look at the silly girl next to him.
The silly girl was weakly looking at him, then looked in the direction Ling Yan had just disappeared, foolishly and hopelessly lost.
Tang Jingming opened his mouth, but in the end, he said nothing; instead, he reached out, took the silly girl's hand, feeling as if his heart had been completely shattered, and finally could only sigh softly, "Let's go, I'll take you shopping."
Shi Mei's smile blossomed, "Yeah!"
Tang Jingming didn't have much experience interacting with girls. The girl he had spent the most time with growing up was none other than Tang Wu.
And Tang Wu... what she liked best was singing, dancing, and shopping endlessly.
With no idea where else to go with Shi Mei, he simply took her to a nearby mall.
Soon, Tang Jingming realized he had made the right choice.
As soon as Shi Mei entered the mall, her eyes visibly brightened with insane excitement.
But soon, she faltered, whispering shyly, "Tang Baobei, I don't have any pocket money."
So, she knew she needed money to shop here? It seemed she still had some common sense.
Tang Jingming felt reassured and gently said, "Don't worry; I'm here. You can buy whatever you want."
Shi Mei's eyes lit up, but she still spoke tentatively, lifting her gaze timidly with a harmless look, "Really?"
Tang Jingming absolutely adored this cute display, saying affectionately, "Really."
But soon, Tang Jingming realized that Shi Mei's shopping matched Tang Wu's in intensity!
"Tang Baobei, I want this phone, can I?"
Shi Mei gazed up with big eyes, her expression utterly innocent, pointing at a newly released model.
Tang Jingming, full of affection, replied, "You can."
"Tang Baobei, can I have this?"
After their shopping spree, Tang Jingming was dumbstruck.
From clothes to jewelry, everything was pink and cute, with a style that might seem a bit too juvenile but was exactly what a five-year-old girl would adore.
Yet, it had to be admitted, everything seemed as if it was tailor-made for Shi Mei.
Shi Mei, already looking younger than her age, appeared in those outfits like a true five-year-old child, melting everyone's hearts.
After they finished shopping, it was already evening.
Finally, after having dinner with the silly girl, Shi Mei very obediently followed behind Tang Jingming. Just as he was hesitating about taking her home, Shi Mei strongly resisted.
She clung to Tang Jingming's clothes, her face full of distress, pitifully saying, "Tang Baobei, I don't want to go back. Sister is mean, brother is mean, sob, sob..."
This frightened Tang Jingming out of his wits, scrambling to wipe her tears while quickly saying, "Okay, okay, we won't go back, I won't take you back, okay? Don't cry, don't cry."
Shi Mei then gradually stopped crying, clutching at his clothes, her large damp eyes filled with dependency, like a young cub following a parent.
Tang Jingming felt immense satisfaction.
It seemed that to win a woman's heart, regardless of age, taking her shopping was an easy way to capture her affection.
Tang Jingming felt he had grasped the essence, but he was also troubled, wondering where he should take Shi Mei.
Suddenly, a terrifying idea flashed through his mind.
Ling Yan was still at the office, about to leave, when he received a phone call.
It was from the Shi Mansion.
Ling Yan naturally answered, smooth and practiced: "Grandfather."
A deep, aged voice came from the other end, "Come home, your wife is back."
Ling Yan: I just want to know if you're asking for a