Xu Nuo… Nuo Nuo…
Ning Ning looked at the little girl in astonishment and was stunned into silence. The little girl looked over and a twelve-year-old golden-haired boy ran over while smiling. He looked like a typical British royalty just from the way he dressed. He waved at her and said in perfect Chinese, "Xu Nuo, godpa is waiting for you."
The little girl nodded and looked at Ning Ning before walking past him. Ning Ning suddenly grabbed her hand and she turned around to look at him coldly. That gaze really looked like his Xu Nuo.
But, she looked like she did not know him and she spurted out two words coldly. "Let go!"
Ning Ning looked at her with calm composure and smiled elegantly. "What's your name?"
