Surrounded by the bewildering medley of toys in the department store, juxtaposed with the sounds of chirping children and parents, plus the clamor of the toys themselves, Su Wanwan felt utterly lost.
Then, she spotted a young boy playing a remote-control video game in front of a large screen.
He was quite good at it too.
The boy looked about five or six, with hair cut into a bowl shape, an expressionless but cool façade.
Su Wanwan went over for a closer look, then asked the sales clerk, "How much for this video game system?"
The clerk glanced over, "Fifty-eight thousand."
Su Wanwan: "..."
Can't afford it, better skedaddle.
However, just as she was turning around, she heard a familiar female voice, "Xiaoye, can't you play this at home?"
It turned out to be Chu Jingyi.
"Mummy, don't rush me!" The little boy's tone was quite impatient, answering in perfectly fluent English.
Chu Jingyi noticed Su Wanwan at that moment and paused before slightly curving her red lips.
