That day, Little Junjun, who had stormed off in a fit of anger, was surprisingly lingering outside the jewelry store, making Shen Hanqian's heart skip a beat.
"The little boy standing at the door is really beautiful. I wonder whose child he is!" A store clerk looked outside and commented.
"Right? I wonder if he's lost. He's been standing there for five or six minutes, and I haven't seen any parents!"
"Huh?" The security guard spotted him and raised his guard. "Could he be scouting for something?"
The female clerks were immediately upset upon hearing this. "What are you talking about? How could such a beautiful child be a thief?"
"Exactly. Is it that you can't see anyone more handsome than you? Even with children, you can't help but throw dirt on them!"
The male security guard quickly shut his mouth after being berated, not daring to utter another word. Honestly, it was their job to stay alert.
