The staff member was a little embarrassed, but he still maintained a decent smile. He took out a blue windmill and handed it to Beth.
"How about this blue one? Many children have chosen this blue one."
Lauren was tired from standing. She squatted on the ground and watched the commotion in front of her.
Beth waved her hand and knocked the windmill in the staff member's hand onto the ground.
"I'm not going to be like those kids! I don't want this cheap windmill!"
"Quick, take it away. My daughter gets allergic easily. Your windmill has been touched by so many people. It must be very dirty. If My daughter is allergic to it, are you going to be responsible for it?!"
Lauren frowned. This windmill was cheap? She had spent a lot of money picking the materials for this windmill herself! Yet she actually said that it was cheap!
