Proofreader: Prof Zhu Yuan The next day. Song Shilin, Bo Yu and Little Watermelon were going to visit the nearby Lover Lake. As Bo Yu just went out of the gate of the hotel, he fumbled in his pocket and said hurriedly, “I left my cellphone in the room. Hold on a second.” “Papa, I’ll wait for you here.” Little Watermelon waved with a smile. While seeing that scene, Ye Hang, who ...