Little Mi Lili's eyes fluttered as she stared at the red string in Shi Zhen's hands, watching it swing back and forth and giggled.
The little one's capriciousness often gave Mi Shen a headache.
However, it seemed she quite liked Shi Zhen.
Her plump little hand grabbed the red string and clutched it in her fist, about to stuff it into her mouth.
Shi Zhen was quick to react, "You can't eat it, Mi Lili."
Mi Lili slapped his hand with a smack, though a child's slap lacked force, especially one that's being held—it just made the situation somewhat comical.
Shi Zhen pulled back his hand, "In my family, it's all brothers, and my mom refuses to have a little sister for me~"
He pouted, looking very much aggrieved.
Soon after, Li Fengchang returned, followed by a man around thirty years old who appeared quite composed, with a broad forehead and clear eyes.
