Because things were too strange, Ou Lan, Zhan Moxiao, and Zhan Lingtao all stared at Jia Xuan.
The dining fork was taken again, and Xiao Jiaxuan looked extremely aggrieved. She rolled her big eyes, glared fiercely at Zhan Lingtao, stretched out her small hand, and grabbed towards a set of cutlery further away. A new fork flew into her hand via telekinesis.
This time, the family saw it clearly.
"Oh my god!" Ou Lan exclaimed as she stood up, mimicking her daughter's action with a grab. Of course, she couldn't get anything; she didn't have the skill to make a fork fly into her hand.
But Xiaxuan did it with utmost ease.
"Honey." Ou Lan turned to look at Zhan Moxiao, finding him furrowing his eyebrows, staring thoughtfully at their daughter.
Zhan Lingtao was also dumbfounded. He instinctively stepped forward and snatched the fork from Jia Xuan's hand again. Jia Xuan got even angrier, glared at him, and used telekinesis to grab another fork.
