The little girl was trying hard to grab her swaying little ponytail with her small hands. Hearing this, she tilted her head, her dark, bright, beautiful eyes full of confusion:
"Why can't I pay attention to them?"
Song Qingwan saw her cute little appearance when tilting her head and regretted dressing her so beautifully.
Once she enters kindergarten, who knows how many little rascals will be staring at their Li Li:
"There's no reason, just remember—"
"Because those little rascals will steal your candy!"
The handsome man beside her, exuding a cold and indifferent aura, suddenly retracted his gaze from outside the window and gave her a faint glance with deep, obscure black eyes.
Interlocking his fingers elegantly in front of him, he stated lightly:
"They will also bully you, pull your hair and make you ugly, and then you'll never get married!"
Song Qingwan: "..."
