Pan Tian heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that his father had fallen asleep. He went to Little Red's room with his sister and saw a lot of delicious food on the table. They hadn't eaten anything for a long time, so their stomachs were empty. They sat down in a hurry and began to gobble down the food.
Seeing how hungry the two were, Little Red couldn't help but feel a bit pitiful. She picked up some food for them, and at the same time advised them to eat slowly, not to choke.
They finished their meal and were about to return to their rooms quietly to rest when Xiao Hong stopped them. "Ting'er, Tian'er, it's your dad's 50th birthday tomorrow. Remember to celebrate his birthday early in the morning. Say something nicer and coax him. Then you'll go, okay?"
On hearing that, Pan Ting nod
