A Flower-in-Water is Worth Three Tens

The round and plump Third Aunt Hu was standing in the courtyard with a little boy of four or five years old. Old Uncle Wu's granddaughter, Donglan, was looking at him curiously.

When Mi Qianqian saw that it was really Lu Shen, she felt a mix of emotions in her heart.

Little Lu Shen was cleaner than when she saw him just now. His small face was fair, but his hands were dirty. The clothes on his body were also dusty, and the stray hair on his forehead was still wet. It was obvious that someone had washed his face randomly and sent him over in a hurry.

What an unpopular child…

Mi Qianqian sized up Lu Shen, and Lu Shen sized her up as well. However, his eyes were filled with the confusion of a child, with fear of the unknown.

Mi Qianqian sighed in her heart,[Lu Shen, Lu Shen, do you think you brought this upon yourself?] If you didn't set it like this, you wouldn't have to suffer like this now…