Ye Qinghuang hurriedly followed her out.

The two walked on the street, Ye Qinghuang followed behind Di Hua, shouting "Young Master" all the way. Di Hua felt bored and suddenly stopped.

Ye Qinghuang's head was directly placed on his back, and it hurt. Ye Qinghuang covered her head and pondered, "It hurts!"

Di Hua looked at the little girl who was half short in front of him, reminding her: "Don't follow me anymore!"

Ye Qinghuang glanced at her mouth unhappily, and did not take Di Hua's words to heart, but still followed him silently.

After walking for a while, Dihua stopped again. He looked at Ye Qinghuang impatiently and asked coldly: "What do you want?"

Ye Qinghuang was so scared by Di Hua's cold expression that she couldn't help but take a step back, her head shrank, and her big watery eyes stared at Di Hua, looking extremely innocent and pitiful, and said in a low voice: "I just want to follow the young master."

Di Hua frowned speechlessly. Seeing the little girl's aggrieved look, maybe because she looked a little like Luoer, she couldn't bear to hurt her. Finally, she patiently said to Ye Qinghuang: "Where is your home?

I'll send you back."

Ye Qinghuang blinked her eyes and responded pitifully: "I don't have a home."

But he said in his heart: "Brother, that's your home, I'm going to get married in the future."

Dihua asked again: "Where is your relative?"

"My relatives left Wutong Town yesterday."

Ye Qinghuang thought to herself that she had not lie, her brother had just left Wutong Town and went to the Imperial Capital.

Di Hua let out a light sigh and looked at the little girl in front of him and was at a loss for a moment.

Ye Qinghuang was afraid that the man in front of her would drive her away, so she bit her lower lip and whispered to Dihua: "Young Master, I'm hungry."

She was indeed hungry. Last night, she wanted to go to Tiancifang to have dinner with the children and have a meal with them, but an accident happened. After waking up, she was already in the inn.

He looked up at Di Hua, blinked his clear eyes, waiting for him to speak.

After a moment, Dihua opened his thin lips lightly, "leading the way."

Ye Qinghuang didn't react for a while, and came to her senses. She looked like a candy-picking child, and nodded to Di Hua like a happy chick pecking at rice, "Yeah."

In this way, Ye Qinghuang took Dihua to an inconspicuous wonton stall in Wutong Town with an excited look.

Dihua walked to the wonton stall and suddenly stopped. The tall figure stood there, looking at the guest sitting at the small table and lowered his head to eat wontons. He frowned.

Seeing this, Ye Qinghuang suddenly pulled Dihua's hand and said to him: "Young Master, let's go there and sit there."

As he said that, he pointed to the direction in the corner.

Di Hua lowered his eyes and looked at the little hand holding him, wanting to remind her to let go, but at this moment, the waiter came over.

Seeing that it was Ye Qinghuang, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Miss Qing'er, you are here."

After the words finished, he looked at Dihua curiously, and was about to ask Ye Qinghuang why her brother hadn't come. When the words came to his mouth, he received Ye Qinghuang's eyes. The clever waiter kept silent in an instant.

Ye Qinghuang narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Give me four bowls of wontons, I want a large portion."

"Okay! Miss Qing'er, sit down quickly, wontons will come right away."

Ye Qinghuang pulled Dihua to the corner.

Di Hua endured his discomfort until he was in front of his seat, and then he broke away from Ye Qinghuang's hand.

Ye Qinghuang looked up at the cold and handsome man in front of him and said to him: "Young Master must have never eaten such a thing, right?

This wonton shop is very famous in Wutong Town.
Chapter completed!