In a trance, Xiao Jiashu raised his head and peered at Zhao Xier with his large eyes.
"Little Brat, give me your suitcase; I will help you carry it." Xiao Mohan grabbed the luggage as soon as Zhao Xier finished speaking. His expression was chilly, and he said nothing, but his attitude was evident. His expression said it all; he did not need her phony friendliness.
Zhao Xier burst out laughing. She twitched her lips and gazed at Xiao Mohan's blouse, which had been cleaned so many times that it had gone white. "Do you truly believe I am willing to assist you in carrying your belongings? I would not bother talking to you if I was not terrified of Grandma nagging at me." She had tried her hardest to keep her image and talk softly, but her words were enough to wound Xiao Mohan, who had a strong sense of self-esteem and a sensitive heart. Zhao Xier silenced her mouth after seeing Xiao Mohan's lovely eyes flare with rage. The male protagonist did not appear to be in good health. She should not force him to vomit blood during their first meeting.
Zhao Xier's gaze was drawn to Xiao Jiashu as she reflected on that. Xiao Mohan had taken the child's suitcase, but he was still carrying a large school backpack on his back.
Zhao Xier had a lovely face, but when she was not smiling, she seemed furious. Her peers her age, much alone a chubby little youngster like Xiao Jiashu, were all terrified of her. He stepped back and put his tiny hand behind him as if he was scared Zhao Xier would come over and take his bag.
Zhao Xier tutted, not wanting to waste her time on Xiao Jiashu. She reached for his luggage, but Xiao Jiashu burst into tears as she did so.
"I am going to help you carry your bag," Zhao Xier said. "Why are you crying?" Before she could finish her thought, she noticed that Xiao Jiashu's black suspenders were wet and that yellow liquid was streaming down his pants.
Zhao Xier remained silent. She had scared the young wimp so much that he peed in his pants?
Zhao Xier had not anticipated that. For a brief period, she remained silent. Ye Zhen heard Xiao Jiashu's sobbing and hurried to hug and console him gently. Xiao Jiashu was not a huge boy, and he cried a lot. There were two additional renters in the courtyard. One of them opened a breakfast restaurant. His name was Chen Guang.
When Chen Guang heard the commotion outside, he stepped out with a broken fan. "What is the matter? Zhao Xier, did you get into another scrape? Are you bullying a child?"
"Who's bullying him? I offered to help him with his suitcase, but he began crying before I could even reach out with my hand. It's not my fault." Zhao Xier sighed and rolled her eyes. When she saw Chen Guang approaching, she just waved her hand. "Well, you arrived just in time. This is the new occupant. If you are free, please come here and help. I am afraid I can't be of any help."
Chen Guang said, "It is such a hot day. Why would a little rogue like you be so sweet to come out and help? You are terrified that your grandma will kick you out, right? Finally, you forced them onto me."
"Stop the crap. Just let me know if you are willing to help. If you aren't willing, I will inform my grandmother that you bullied me and request that she raise your rent!" Zhao Xier snorted coldly, like a miniature overlord.
When Chen Guang heard that, he swiftly put his fan around his waist and walked ahead to pick up a piece of large luggage. He rolled his eyes at Zhao Xier. "I am harassing you? You can't tell the truth, can you? Would I let you eat pork buns for free for a year if I bullied you?"
Chen Guang smiled at Ye Zhen, who was standing next him, after mocking Zhao Xier. "I will help you with your stuff."
"There is no need to bother you. It is only a few boxes." Ye Zhen did not want to bother anyone, but before she could continue, she heard Zhao Xier's chilly voice behind her say, "It is just a few pieces of luggage. You are already struggling to handle one piece of luggage. No one can enter the gate today unless you finish shifting those suitcases. You will block them all."
Xiao Mohan's lips were pursed firmly. After hearing Zhao Xier's comments, Xiao Mohan's face turned colder as he looked at his mother. He despised Zhao Xier even more.
Zhao Xier stroked her arms and ignored Xiao Mohan's chilly expression. She passed the spot where Xiao Jiashu had peed in his pants and pointed at the crying child. "Little Wimp, clean up the floor, understand? It's all your urine."