"Seventh Uncle, what did he say to you?" Yan Si asked after Juncheng left.
Yan Nangui smiled and said, "Shall I take you to the amusement park?"
Yan Si shook her little head, her pigtails swinging in the air: "No, that's for little kids. I've grown up. Seventh Uncle, your eyes tell me that you think I'm pitiful."
Yan Nangui was momentarily stunned, then chuckled: "What are you thinking about in that little head of yours?"
"I don't need your sympathy," the young girl said, suddenly turning around and running out.
Her long legs ran swiftly, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Yan Nangui quickly chased after her, instructing Juncheng, "Quick, go find her and bring her back."
Rumors outside were rampant, and if the girl heard them, she'd probably cry.
It had been several days since Yan Si had seen her parents. She stood in the empty room, crying her heart out.
Yan Nangui came in, holding her in his arms, but she struggled fiercely: "Let me go, I don't need your pity..."
