Don’t Be Mischievous

After she grew up, would she be able to meet a man as good as the men in the Zhai family? Once she thought of great-grandpa, San Bao couldn't help but think about master grandpa.

Every year, when San Bao thought about these two elders, she could only rely on photos to remember them.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Nan laughed lightly as she touched San Bao's black hair. "Haven't you always said that you're no longer a child and have grown up? If the younger brothers see this, they would laugh at you." San Bao especially liked to be the boss in front of the younger children. As there were a number of children born later than her and Fang Ling Ling was a younger sister, San Bao was completely satisfied with the role of a 'big sister'.