"People die for money, and birds perish for food, Ye Wanli, I'll make sure you won't even have a place to be buried!"
...
The two adorable twins were picking flower baskets in the florist's shop, surrounded by a bunch of infatuated women pinching their chubby cheeks, excitedly cooing how cute they were.
Eventually managing to escape the clutches of these women, they returned to their vehicle.
Little Yiyi held the flower basket, with her little hands cupping her face, sighing dramatically, "Alas, it's criminal to be this cute, I'm practically causing a traffic jam. Oh heavens, why did you make me so beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful..."
Feng Aoxue, who was driving, and Little Yuanyuan in the back, both choked on their words, both rolling their eyes. They had seen vanity, but never to this extent.
"You little dummy." Ye Yuan said with an affectionate smile.
