C2791 Little Theater 149: Sitting on His Lap

"You must be Mr. Qiao Ang, right? This is our family's waiter. He's here to deliver you."

The man who looked like his mother pushed the boy into Qiao Ang's arms and said to him with a flattering expression.

Qiao Ang frowned. After all, the boy was not willing. At this moment, he was trembling and looking at him with tears. His small face was red and his eyes were filled with fear