As Rong Si was picking trash earlier, his body was filthy. Furthermore, he had even gotten into a fight with someone. She definitely doesn't like me anymore.
However, that boy… Rong Si's gaze fell on Sheng Zhiyan, who was still struggling to break free.
This boy is handsome and well-dressed. He looks clean as well, so he definitely doesn't need to pick trash like me. And since he mocked me for not having parents, he probably has parents.
He's much better than me. Little Jiu will naturally prefer to play with him.
"Let me down!" When Sheng Zhiyan saw Su Jiu helping Rong Si, he became even more furious. He felt like someone had snatched away his favorite toy, so he struggled to free himself.
Feeling Rong Si's resistance, Su Jiu thought that his pride must have been hurt again.
No child would feel good if they were mocked like that.