"Huo Xuan, stop right there!" Ye Ru ran out of the house angrily and chased after her grandson, Huo Xuan. Her face was ashen from anger. "Stop running!"
Huo Xuan had gone to the room to get his game console. His game console had been hidden by his grandma, so he had wanted to run after grabbing it. He was afraid that he would be caught.
An eight to nine-year-old child was at the age when even dogs got annoyed by their mischievousness. He did not care that his grandma was chasing after him. The more he ran, the faster he became. Soon, he went down the stairs.
The commotion was loud, and the people in the few branches heard it. Cao Yunxian walked out of the house and smiled as she asked what was wrong. Then, she walked over to the railing, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand. She was part of a true melon-eating
