What kind of environment could turn a six-year-old child into someone so constantly cautious and afraid?
Ye Anran looked at Murong Li, feeling extremely heartbroken.
"Thank you, Auntie." Murong Li could only see the warmth in Auntie's eyes, and he nodded cautiously, his little mouth curving up in a sneaky smile.
Ye Anran saw him smile, and her gaze became even more gentle.
She reached out and gently patted his head.
Already climbing the ladder, Little Bo: ...So jealous...
He had picked fruits so many times, yet never heard Mom care for him like this...
Why is Mom so nice to Murong Li?
Could Murong Li actually be Mom's son?
Feeling so sour...
...
After feeling bitter for two seconds, Little Bo quickly climbed up the tree and picked the two big, red pomegranate fruits he'd spotted from below.
With a cheerful smile, he raised his little hand: "Mom, these two are the biggest and reddest, one for you and one for the Little Pet!"
