Li Xiaoqin couldn't help but frown. Although she had long been dissatisfied with Zhuang Rouhui, this niece of hers really kept lowering the bar.
"Listen to what she's saying. An adult, actually squabbling with a child."
Zhuang Yuebin was called over by his son.
"Rouhui, what's going on?"
For some reason, Zhuang Rouhui just felt uncomfortable whenever she saw this little girl, as if they were karmically at odds.
"Brother, do you remember the big deal that Fuhong lost a few years ago?"
Zhuang Yuebin didn't know why his sister suddenly brought this up and felt it was somewhat inexplicable.
"I remember," he couldn't help but laugh. It surely couldn't have been this little girl who sabotaged it.
She's only in the sixth grade now, and how old was she at that time?
Zhuang Rouhui didn't think so, "It happened the day after we met her. This girl is really ominous; just looking at her brings bad luck."
