Although the little girl was still scared, this ti she manned up a bit, pursed her lips, held tight to her bag, and glared with wide eyes at the other party, saying, "I’m sorry, but I can’t give you this bag. I will hand it over to the police uncle and let him return it to the bag’s true owner."
"What true owner, this bag is mine, I am the owner of this bag, just give it back to ," the old lady said with an ugly expression on her face.
"But what you said doesn’t match what’s inside the bag," the little girl cald down, her mind, and articulation becoming exceptionally clear.
The old lady’s face turned dark as she said, "Who says it doesn’t match? This is my bag. Is it not allowed for to rember it wrong because I’m old?" After speaking, she snatched the bag from the little girl’s hand, pushed through the crowd that had gathered to watch the commotion, and quickly turned to leave. Before she left, she didn’t forget to shoot a fierce glare at the little girl.
Seeing that the commotion was over, everyone else dispersed as well.
Watching the old lady walk away, the little girl let out a small sigh of relief, turned around to Sheng Ye and said, "Thank you for just now!"
"No need, I just can’t stand it when soone bullies even the foolish," Sheng Ye huffed coldly, walking past her into the ice cream shop behind her.
After a short while, he ca out holding an ice cream in one hand and saw that she was still standing in the sa spot.
As he passed her, Sheng Ye paused in his steps, furrowed his eyebrows slightly, and then handed her one of the ice creams.
"For ?" The little girl blinked, was about to refuse, but upon facing his impatient look, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and obediently took it, saying, "Thank you."
Sheng Ye didn’t say a word and simply turned around and left.
The little girl ran up to him and said, "Oh, by the way, my na is Tang An’an. What’s your na?"
Sheng Ye didn’t answer her and continued walking without looking back.
The little girl was stunned for a mont, then looked at the ice cream in her hand, took a lick—yum, how sweet!
In the car, Shen Weiyi watched his son’s retreating figure getting closer and couldn’t help but click his tongue, saying, "Who does he get this cleverness and smugness from?"
Sheng Ting looked at her.
Shen Weiyi: "...You think he takes after ?"
Sheng Ting smiled, "How could that be? You were much cuter than him!"
Indeed, both of them had gentle natures; it was unclear whom the boy took after. He was smart indeed, but whenever he opened his mouth, he tended to offend people easily.
He was so obedient when he was little, sweet-talking like a little girl; how co he has grown up to be so lazy to speak?
Could it possibly be sothing wrong with their upbringing?
anwhile, Baoning leaned early at the window. As soon as she saw him approach, she sweetly called out, "Brother!"
Worried she would hit her head on the car door, Sheng Ye hastily reached out to protect her head. The impatience on his face disappeared without a trace the mont he saw his sister, as he handed her the ice cream, saying, "Here."
"Thank you, brother!" The little girl responded softly and sweetly, not forgetting to stick her little head out the car window and plant a kiss on her brother’s cheek, saying, "Brother is the best!"
Sheng Ye’s heart instantly lted. Indeed, his sister was the cutest.
A silly smile spread across his face, which had been stern just monts before, as he urged her to sit back in the car properly.
Shen Weiyi, watching her son treat her daughter and another girl with such distinctly different attitudes, couldn’t help but worry as an old mother.
This boy is a bit too obsessed with his sister; won’t that cause trouble in finding a girlfriend in the future?
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