Du Yujiao watched as Zhan Feiyu was at a loss for words, and finally eased her tone, speaking earnestly, "Little Fish, you're thinking from your own perspective without considering reality. It's dark outside already, we're more than ten kilometers away from the city center, and Zhu Bufan has to stand guard here. How could he possibly go out and buy things for Little Huang?"
"Right, the car has been driven away by you all, and we absolutely can't leave in the dead of night. I was just watching TV in the living room, and my husband made food for me to eat, which is already quite good. Sister, just stop talking," Zhan Feihuang joined Du Yujiao, also speaking up for Zhu Bufan.
This made Du Yujiao nod her head in agreement repeatedly. Now she could rest assured leaving her second daughter in Zhu Bufan's care. He was a good man who knew how to cherish his wife.
