"I appreciate the offer, but those of the Tang family don't require protection," Tang Ming'er said unhappily. After all, Ning Bu Ao had spoken as if she was useless.
"That wasn't my intent. Our families are friends, so we should help each other out." Although Ning Bu Ao was cocky, he wasn't stupid. He realized that he had said something he shouldn't have, and so he quickly tried to steer the conversation back down a more pleasant avenue.
"I understood your intent perfectly fine, but I don't require help," Tang Ming'er said. She took the boy's arm and said, "Littleflower, let's go."
When Ning Bu Ao saw the pretty girl he liked getting close to another boy, it upset him. He ran in front of the boy and pretended to be shocked. He asked, "What is your name, little bro?"
"Han Littleflower," the boy answered while meeting Ning Bu Ao's gaze.
