"Big sis pummels a restricted-level elementary school student, big sis is the best in the world!" Kong Youling clapped and said.
"If you can talk, then say more, little sister Kong Youling," Su Zimai huffed.
Ten minutes later, in the same Hai Fan City, inside the kitchen of this residential building.
The curtains swayed slightly, and the autumn scenery outside was deepening. A maple leaf drifted over the windowsill into the kitchen. The sunset was about to sink below the horizon, casting its last rays into the kitchen.
Around a dining table, Ji Minghuan and Kong Youling sat down, while Su Zimai pulled up a chair and sat between them.
Opposite them, Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo Case were listening to Su Zimai with puzzled expressions.
Gu Zhuo Case looked stunned, his expression like he was constipated; Gu Qiye, with arms crossed, leaned against the sink, quietly staring at Ji Minghuan's face.
