Zheng Tan decided this was just not his day.
He ignored the yelling behind him and hoped to god...
"Wah!"
Just as he had expected, the child burst out crying while sitting on the ground.
The child was a one-trick pony, but his one trick worked. It was the only thing Zheng Tan was afraid of. He felt guilty whenever the kid cried. After all, he called him brother Blackie.
He stood still for a few seconds and sighed. Then he turned, exasperated. He looked at the kid crying on the ground and the woman in her thirties who was standing behind him. She was his nanny and standing closer to him right now, yet she showed no signs of wanting to pick him up from the ground. What kind of a nanny was she?
The woman saw Zheng Tan and smiled, but still didn't move.
What the hell was she smiling about?
Zheng Tan tugged his ears. His pulled a blade of grass from the ground, swayed his tail, and went to the child.
