Sheng Ning held the little brother in her arms, those big sparkling eyes staring at Liu Yilan's clothes, utterly disdainful and saying, "Ugly."
Oh, how she wanted to throw this brat! "Stop talking!" It's one thing to have a quirky aesthetic, but to comment on others?
"It truly is ugly." The little brother repeated, tugging at Liu Yilan's cashmere coat, pouting and said, "Auntie, it's not pretty."
Liu Yilan absolutely adored him, "Want Auntie to hold you for a bit?"
"No." The little brother was extremely proud, "I don't sit with ugly people."
"Xu Zhiqing, just shut up, or I'll send you back to your dad." Sheng Ning snapped, finally understanding why Living Yama had handed him over to her.
Clearly, this brat was sitting in the middle seat, commenting on others.
