Zhan Lingtao looked at the two people in front of him, who were hand in hand and constantly being sweet, and felt a sense of grievance as he pouted. What kind of parents were these? Don't other kids' parents always walk holding their child's hand?
How could they leave him aside and be all lovey-dovey!
He had already started trying to get used to it.
Silently following behind the two, he actually felt a bit of silent resentment. If his dad weren't there, Ou Xiaolan would always hold his hand.
Ew, Dad is competing with him for a woman, so annoying!
Although Bully Xiao's presence had dampened his spirits, seeing such a luxurious mall now at her disposal, Ou Lan quickly became cheerful again.
The designer clothes that she hadn't dared to look at more now could be freely admired.
Like a little swallow, she flitted between the rows of clothes, touching one, looking at another, and constantly muttering under her breath, "Damn, too expensive, too extravagant."
