“It’s okay, I understand,” she patted the boy’s shoulder, speaking maturely: “When my whole family was chasing me, I felt just like you, so I won’t blame you at all.”
Looking at her two pigtails swinging again, the boy’s gaze filled with warmth, and an involuntary smile bloomed.
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A boy smiled knowingly and said: “This is dishonest. You must strive to achieve results through your true abilities. Do you understand?”
“Hmm… I know,” Xiao Yao nodded vigorously, her lips trembling with a silly smile, then quickly changing the subject, “Shi Tou, when will you return from Japan?”
“I want to—” his response was interrupted by another voice.
“Young Master, hurry! We’re running out of time—” Someone from a car parked nearby leaned out the window, waving and calling to them.
“Young Master?” Xiao Yao looked around, muttering, “Who are they calling?”
“Me,” he replied.
Ah? Xiao Yao’s jaw dropped, staring blankly at the car gradually approaching.
The brand-new, glossy car hood gleamed brilliantly in the sunset’s afterglow.
Wow! What a beautiful car! Only wealthy people could afford such a vehicle. So… if his family was so rich, why would his mother go picking up…
“I have to go now. Please remember what I asked you. Just like this. When I return, I’ll definitely thank you properly.”
Just like that? Watching him walk over and climb into the car… until she saw his hand waving from the car window, Xiao Yao suddenly came to her senses.
Staring at the car driving away, Xiao Yao suddenly wondered—what was his name?
Shi Tou? Or… Young Master!?
Touching her necklace, she opened the heart-shaped pendant, finding a photo of Shi Tou and the three-wheeled cart auntie inside.
“That’s right, you should smile like this, much better!” She mumbled to the smiling face in the photo, her gaze finally falling on the letter.
Her small hand traced over the envelope… No, she couldn’t do this! This was someone else’s letter, she couldn’t peek, right?
Don’t look, don’t look, can’t look! Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yao was about to stuff the letter into her pocket when a shout rang out beside her ear.
