Xiao Xiaoang touched his own face, a shy smile squeezed out of his typically expressionless face, and said to the female driver, "Thank you, Auntie."
The little fellow got out of the car and quickly ran to the glass revolving door of the Yin Building.
The security guard standing at the door saw Xiao Xiaoang holding a pig-shaped object that looked like a piggy bank coming over alone and couldn't help but step forward to stop him,
"Hey, kid, why are you here by yourself?"
Xiao Xiaoang tilted his head up, and the tousled hair on his forehead parted to reveal the crimson birthmark in the center.
Stickers playfully stuck to a child's forehead and birthmarks grown on the skin aren't that hard to distinguish. As he suddenly raised his head, the flower-shaped birthmark was indeed striking, capturing the gaze of the two young security guards instantly.
