As Ye Qian stood while asking Little Jia about her day, a pair of big, watery eyes stared at them with slight envy in them.
The one to whom these pair of eyes belonged was someone whom Little Jia was well acquainted with.
"Xia, come we must go."
The thoughts in the mind of the little girl stopped as she saw a figure walk before her.
"Mom, can you take my bag?"
"What's with that nonsense, let's go, I have an appointment at the parlour, I don't have time much time to entertain your nonsense."
Xia's mother frowned as an annoyed look flashed on her face.
"Ummm."
"Sniff."
The little girl sniffed with her head lowered before she followed her mother, holding the bag on her back while the lady looked into her phone, laughing at instances.
Seeing the little girl, anyone would feel bad for her, and that was especially true for Ye Qian who let out a sigh and shook his head.
