The little girl kept talking, and in the end she asked, "Isn't this what you call someone with both talent and morals?"
Gem nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, indeed, it's someone with both talent and morals."
"And then, many older girls from our summer camp wrote love letters to Clive."
Hmph!
Forsythia glanced at Clive, and saw the youth still calmly looking out of the window, ignoring what the little girl said. She couldn't help but admire him for being so mature beyond his years.
Gem seemed to quite enjoy the back-and-forth with the little girl. He laughed and said, "Let me guess, those love letters must have been delivered to your hands first."
"Hey, how do you know?"
The little girl stared at Gem with her beautiful eyes, full of amazement. And Gem, he smiled and glanced at Forsythia.
