Liang Chao: ?
Liang Chao sighed.
"I think your brother has absolutely no clue about his own 'cuteness.'"
Liang Ke: ?
Liang Chao raised his hand and rubbed his head vigorously.
"As for other youngsters, I don't know, but when you were young—any stroke of those two words couldn't be further from you."
Liang Ke: …
"Damn, brother, that's a personal attack."
Then his head got thumped again.
"No swearing at home."
Damn, you really are my own brother.
***
After a brief exchange, they listened to the visitor's purpose.
Father Liang and Mother Liang looked somewhat hesitant, finding it a bit funny as they looked at the charmingly naive Little One.
"Here to check out our bad luck? Xiao Huo, you said your sister is a Feng Shui Metaphysics Master, but Jinjin is only five and a half years old, right?"
Seeing the expression of disbelief on his parents' faces, which clearly indicated that they didn't find someone so young reliable, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
