Qi Youxuan rolled his eyes. Why must they run into their enemies so often?
He stared dejectedly at the pile of mushy banana on the floor.
Before the little boy could say a word, Chang Jianan was pointing at his box of takoyaki also splattered on the floor. Chang Jianan cried, "Give me back my takoyaki!"
The little boy scrunched his brows. He took a step back, wanting to stay further away from Chang Jianan.
Ruan Zeer was also holding on to the little boy's shoulders cautiously, protecting him. Qi Youxuan rebuked, "What are you crying about? You're the one that bumped into me on purpose, yet you're the one crying? You brought this on yourself. You even made me drop my deep-fried banana and you won't even apologize. There are so many people here—don't you feel ashamed?"
