"Eh? Where's Wen Mian?"
Pei Qingqing looked around but couldn't find Wen Mian.
Just as she was wondering, a child suddenly ran past behind her.
The apples in his hand scattered all over the ground, rolling right under Pei Qingqing's feet.
The woman looked down but tripped over the unstable footing beneath her.
The drink bottle in the child's hand slid down, managing to dirty her all over.
The next moment, Pei Qingqing screamed out loud.
"Whose kid is this, can't they be managed at all!"
In the shadows, Wen Mian was giving the child a thumbs-up, praising him for a job well done.
Following the gaze, Pei Qingqing, who was trying to pick herself up, just happened to spot Wen Mian.
"Wen Mian! It was you!"
"You did this on purpose to embarrass me, didn't you!"
The surrounding crowd stopped in their tracks upon hearing the outburst.
Pei Zhiyao, who was checking out at the cashier, also noticed the commotion over here.
