What was going on?
Didn't she just send this little guy back to his room to sleep? Why was he here again? It had only been fifteen minutes—she turned around to wash the pants, and now the father and son were together again.
Not only that, but looking at them, the two seemed to be on good terms with each other.
Adrian's chubby little hand was holding RK's big hand, carefully supporting it, while his other hand was gently fanning the back of the man's hand, creating a soft breeze.
The sight of those chubby hands fanning away, as if he was in love, made Stella's heart skip a beat.
It was as if his father was injured and his son was feeling very distressed and concerned about him...
Stella quickly walked over and said,
"Adrian, didn't I ask you to go back to your room to sl
