Once the three children had left, Little Fatty threw himself onto his brother and broke into loud sobs, "Brother, brother."
An Lan walked over, not minding the dirt, and helped the two children up from the ground. The little boy was covered in grime, and his eyes were dim and lifeless.
"Thank you for saving us, sister, but it's no use. Even though you saved us, my aunt will still scold you," the little boy said, very politely. Despite his dirty face, his features were delicate and fine.
"It's okay. You two will stay with us tonight. I'll find a way to make sure you're not bullied anymore," An Lan said before remembering that she had promised Huo Zhanting she would go to the hot springs with him the next day. But the two little ones were just too pitiable.
An Lan looked up at Huo Zhanting with pleading eyes.
