Pampering
Editor: Atlas Studios
Xia Ling looked up too, tears running down her beautiful little face.
She saw Pei Ziheng wearing a finely crafted suit and bringing along a person who appeared to be his secretary. The secretary looked hurriedly towards them, her expression fearful. Xia Ling seemed to have seen a close relative and shouted, "Brother Pei!"
Many people looked at her in horror. What had this crying little girl just called Pei Ziheng?
Even more shocking was what happened next. Pei Ziheng stepped forward and knelt down directly in front of the little girl. He looked at her carefully and asked in a gentle voice that had never been heard from him before, "Are you hurt?"
She cried and reached out her arm to show him. Then she complained in a rush. "That Sister Li has broken the dried flower bookmark I'd brought. I wanted her to pay for it and she hurt my hand!"