"S-sis... Brodda, wah! Daddy save me awoo——"
The little girl's screaming was miserable and the little turnip heads who were chasing after each other at the front stopped at the sound.
Three question marks appeared on top of their heads in unison.
What's that?
"Wah sister, sister——" The little thing jumped up from the ground and looked at the dog who was chasing after her, her eyes teared up, and the way she wailed made others laugh.
Shen Yao, who was suddenly called. "...."
What did you just call me?
The little girl rolled her eyes elegantly. She looked at Ye Sang's grievant face then at the dog behind her, she muttered in disdain, "Idiot."
How is she even scared of a dog?
And yet she treated Ye Sang as her rival before.
Now that she thought about it, she probably has to thank her mysterious grandpas for her surviving up until now.
