"Xiao Xue, why did you bring someone else's child here?" Li Jianshe asked after finishing his meal with nothing to do, looking up to see Lin Xue holding a little girl's hand.
Looking at the adorable and sensible little girl, Lin Xue smiled and said, "Can't I take her as my god-sister?"
"Is that okay? God-sister?" Li Jianshe's eyes widened in surprise.
"Enough, finish your meal quickly and get back to your seat!" Zhang Yuan pulled him up.
His loud question caught the attention of those eating nearby.
In fact, even if Li Jianshe hadn't asked, people were already looking their way.
"Stop pulling, Brother Yuan, I'm going back now!" Li Jianshe groaned as he walked back to his berth.
"Shu'er, come sit here! Don't stand!" Lin Xue quickly called Shu'er over once the noisy person left.
Although mother and daughter were dressed in old and patched clothes, they were very clean.
Lin Xue liked that—no matter what you wore, clean and neat always made someone likable.
