The young lady that Xiao Liuliu had bumped against pushed her away forcefully and looked at her skirt that had been stepped on with disgust.
"Xiao Liuliu, are you alright?"
Nian Xiaomu rushed forward hurriedly. She pulled Xiao Liuliu, who was stunned from being shouted at, into her embrace and checked Xiao Liuliu's injured arm.
She heaved a light sigh of relief when she was sure that she was fine.
"Miss, I am very sorry…"
"Is this child yours? Is this the way you look after your child?" the young lady interrupted Nian Xiaomu's apology.
"Xiao Liuliu is such a tacky name just from hearing it. I am unfortunate and must have gathered the bad luck accumulated from my past lives to have met you!"
With her overbearing attitude, even adults would be scared, much less a kid.
Fearfully, Xiao Liuliu blinked her huge, watery eyes and dove right into Nian Xiaomu's embrace.