She couldn't wait to get a sugar painting—she just had to have a red carp.
"Goodbye, Grandpa! Goodbye, Big Brother!" Little Red Carp said politely, waving her chubby little hand. "Sister, can we go now? Little Red Carp is hungry!"
"We can," Zhao Nuanyue smiled, then said her goodbyes to the old man and the young boy once more.
Once Zhao Nuanyue and the two children were far away, Mr. Huang turned to his grandson and said slowly, "You see? That little girl is clever, lively, and loves to play. Just because you don't like it doesn't mean other children feel the same. So, from now on, don't be so quick to call people fools."
Leng Che pressed his lips together, then nodded. "Yes, Grandpa."
'Sigh, this child is just too serious.'
'But considering the Leng Family, it's not surprising he turned out this way.'
'Sigh, it must be fate!'
