C102 I Got Screwed Pretty Badly by This Little Guy

"Let's go and look for something else!" Dempsey Wilson picked up his daughter. It was weird, he seemed to like holding his daughter and didn't even want to stop.

"Isaac Corbyn, where is the children's clothing area?" Dempsey Wilson planned to buy some clothes for the two kids.

Isaac Corbyn had already investigated everything clearly and immediately replied: "It's on the third floor's North District!"

"Let's go to the children's clothing section and buy some pretty clothes for my baby." As Dempsey Wilson said that, he subconsciously kissed his daughter's cheeks.

Frank Scott, who was dragging a large bag of toys beside him, looked at his father who was spoiled by his idiocy, Emma. His small face showed a little resentment.

"little young master, let me help you carry it." Isaac Corbyn hurriedly said.

"Thank you, Uncle Corbyn!" Frank Scott immediately beamed at him.

The group stopped at the children's clothing section on the third floor. Dempsey Wilson took out a piece of paper from his suit pocket after putting down his daughter.

Isaac Corbyn glanced at it and was shocked.

What was written on that piece of paper? How could young master have such a thing on him?

Dempsey Wilson looked at the messy paper and really wanted to tear it into pieces. Did he care about that woman's feelings for the children?

"Emma, what kind of clothes do you like? Why don't you go and choose for yourself? " Dempsey Wilson felt that Clarie Scott's writing was too general. What do you mean by 'like pink' or 'princess dress'?

He had no idea what a princess skirt was. Pink clothes were everywhere, and he could not find anything to look at.

Emma Scott nodded her head. Actually, she had yet to gain any insight into the matter of buying clothes. Since her father had asked her to choose, of course she would choose.

"Daddy, this looks good …" The little guy casually walked to a small green skirt and pointed.

Dempsey Wilson walked over, took off his skirt and compared it to her: "No, it's too long."

Isaac Corbyn immediately said, "Do we need to invite advisor over? There should be smaller ones. "

Dempsey Wilson raised his hand, "No need, I don't want anyone to see these two little guys."

Isaac Corbyn could only retreat a few steps back. It seemed that young master had protected the two little darlings well, but this was also a display of his love for his children.

"Frank, pick out the clothes you like as well."

"No, my clothes were bought for me by Mommy, she has good eyes!" The little guy confidently held his hands together, as if he had no interest in buying clothes.

Dempsey Wilson looked at the two kids. His daughter looked confused and his son seemed to lack interest.

He suddenly felt that this shopping spree he had arranged had somewhat failed. That's right, he was a man, bringing a group of men with him to shop?

He had never liked shopping since he was young, nor did he know how to do it. Yet now, he brought his children to buy things?

"I didn't arrange it well enough. Next time, I'll have to call your Mummy to buy it." Dempsey Wilson had a headache.

After Frank Scott heard this, he rolled his eyes: "Daddy, you should give Mommy a lot of money. Let her buy clothes for us, she picked the most beautiful clothes."

"Alright, that's all we can do!" What Dempsey Wilson felt was that Clarie Scott should be the one to decide on the clothes of the two little guys.

"Daddy, since we're here, why don't we take a walk?" The little guy didn't want to go back yet, because they still had something very important to do.

"Fine, let's go for a walk again. I'm going to play with you guys anyway!" Dempsey Wilson nodded in a gentle manner.

Frank Scott immediately ran forward. Emma Scott held the doll she picked and also chased after him.

The laughter of the two kids echoed around the shopping mall. Dempsey Wilson only heard his daughter say: "Brother, wait for me …" Wait for me! "

Dempsey Wilson and Isaac Corbyn followed behind the two little guys. As they walked, Isaac Corbyn reported the profit situation of the mall to Dempsey Wilson.

The time was very leisurely. Dempsey Wilson felt that the afternoon had been a happy one due to the laughter of the children.

In a wide hallway on the fifth floor, the two little guys suddenly stopped.

Two pairs of big eyes stared at the row of jewelry stores.

"Emma, quickly tell your father to buy it …" Frank Scott finally found the jewelry area with his sister, so he immediately went over to his sister's ear.

Emma Scott looked at the bright jewellery, her two big eyes shining along with it.

"So beautiful!" The little guy already liked these shiny things at a young age.

"Mommy likes it too!" Frank Scott also lied down beside the glass and sighed.

When Dempsey Wilson and Isaac Corbyn walked over, they saw the two little guys lying there staring at the jewelry in a daze.

Isaac Corbyn immediately laughed out loud, "young master, it looks like kids like these shiny things too."

"Yeah, it's a pity that Emma is too young. Otherwise, I can give it to her." Dempsey Wilson sighed with emotion.

His daughter wanted the stars in the sky, and he wanted to pick them with his bare hands, not to mention the precious stones that shone like stars.

"Daddy, Daddy, come quickly!" Emma Scott looked back and saw her father standing behind her. She immediately waved her short hands at him.

Dempsey Wilson immediately took a step forward and stood by his daughter's side. He bent down and admired with her.

"Daddy, are you trying to buy anything for me?" Emma Scott suddenly lifted her face with an innocent look and asked in a childish voice.

Dempsey Wilson looked at her pair of eyes that were very similar to Clarie Scott's. He was slightly stunned before he replied gently, "Of course, whatever my daughter wants, Daddy will buy for you."

"Really? "Daddy said so. You're not allowed to act shamelessly." The little fellow was immediately overjoyed.

Dempsey Wilson pointed at Isaac Corbyn beside him. "Let Uncle Corbyn bear witness. If father dares to be shameless, then father will …"

"It's a puppy!" Emma Scott immediately answered for him.

Dempsey Wilson: "..."

Isaac Corbyn burst into laughter without any regard for his image.

Dempsey Wilson looked over with a sharp gaze. Isaac Corbyn immediately stopped laughing, but … He must have had an internal injury.

Frank Scott, who was on the side, smirked as he put his arms around his chest and leaned against the side of the cabinet, waiting to see his dad get slapped in the face.

"Daddy, why don't you give me all the jewelry in this shop? just put it in my schoolbag? " Seeing that his father had agreed, the little guy immediately took off the small backpack on his back and unzipped it.

When she said this, Dempsey Wilson and Isaac Corbyn couldn't help but tremble.

"Daddy, hurry, help me pack it up, I really like these jewelry." Emma Scott had an innocent look on her face, but her tone sounded a little anxious.

Dempsey Wilson couldn't help but frown. "Emma, you're still young and aren't suitable to use these jewelry. When you're older …"