Sheng Tianci could not bear to see Su Jiu cry. He became anxious and scolded his nephew, "You brat! Look at what you've done!"
Sheng Zhiyan wriggled around and told Sheng Tianci to put him down. Then, he grabbed Su Jiu's hand and said with a guilty expression, "Little Jiu, I'm not angry at you. It was my fault."
"It's good that you're not angry." Su Jiu lowered her voice and whispered, "Big brother, that boy doesn't want to pick trash. However, his mother is sick and needs a lot of money for treatment. He can only pick trash to earn money. We shouldn't mock him. Instead, we should help him, right?"
Looking at her fair, pretty face, which was just inches away from him, Sheng Zhiyan vigorously nodded. "You're right!"
You're so cute that everything you say is right!
