An Nan and the little one kept apologizing to him, which made Han Xiayang very uneasy, and he sneaked a glance at someone beside him who hadn't spoken all this while. As expected, those black eyes on that handsome face were glaring at him fiercely, making him want to wail loudly: "Young Master Lin, you're such a guy who favors beauty over friends." Of course, this wailing he only dared to place in the deepest part of his heart, not daring to shout out loud.
Quietly turning his head back to face the woman in front of him, he changed his previous anger to nothing but full smiles and trepidation: "Miss An, please don't say that, kids, you know, are a little naughty, it's nothing, it's nothing."
As he said these words that went against his conscience, Han Xiayang had a strong urge to just sit on the ground and cry his heart out regardless of his image.
Is being a kid so remarkable, can kids bully people, can kids make him this miserable?
