The little girl behind him tugged at his sleeve, somewhat afraid: "Lin, let's leave."
"You can't leave, you took my ball, and now I have nothing to play with. Since you look nice, stay and let me play for a while." The chubby boy arrogantly reached towards the little girl and directly pinched her face.
Maybe he was too rough, the little girl immediately burst into tears with a wailing sound.
"Whose child is this?" Ye Muyu wasn't very familiar with children, after all, as children grow, they change too much.
"He's from the family of the Ministry of Works," Chu Heng whispered.
Ye Muyu pondered for a moment, rubbing his chin: "Could it be the child of that Lord Wang who made things difficult for my second brother back then?"
"That's right." Chu Heng nodded.
Ye Muyu: "…Indeed, what kind of elders teach what kind of children. However, this child is still young. If taught well, there shouldn't be any problem, unless the pampering continues."
