984: C984 Can We be Friends in the Future?

C984 Can We be Friends in the Future?

Shi Nian was surprised. It looked like Shi An's flower fever had really been cured by Si Juechen.

After thinking for a moment, Shi Nian said, "Si Juechen is our Shi family's benefactor. Tomorrow, I will invite him to our Shi family's clubhouse as a guest. You two remember to come back."

Shi An's eyes immediately lit up even brighter than when he saw a handsome man. He hurriedly nodded his head.

"Go and call Xia JinMian over. I'll introduce her to a few people." Shi Nian said again.

Shi An went to call Xia JinMian.

Xia JinMian was worried about Xia Xue, so he asked Quan Xiaoyi to take care of Xia Xue.

Xia JinMian had just left not long ago and Quan Xiaoyi felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He took Xia Xue to the bathroom.

"Xue, wait for me outside for a while. Don't run around."

Xia Xue nodded obediently and stood by the flowerbed outside the washroom to play.

The flowerbed in front of her was full of little sunflowers. She squatted and counted the petals of the little sunflowers.

It was very dark here and she was very small when she squatted. People who passed by would almost ignore her.

At this moment, Ye Mo was led by Ye Yilin to the washroom.

Ye Mo was currently angry at his daddy. His chin was raised especially high, and he looked extremely proud.

"In any case, I don't want to play with a little girl!"

Suddenly, Ye Mo Liang, who didn't see the road, suddenly bumped into a soft object when he turned around the corridor. Then, he staggered a few times and fell into the flowerbed.

He vaguely heard a tender and soft cry of pain.

He lay in the flowerbed, thinking that his daddy would pick him up at the first moment.

But when he turned his head, he saw his daddy hugging a little girl and nervously asking her, "Did you bump into her?"

The little girl was wearing a pink and green skirt. She looked very thin and small, but her skin was white and tender. Her thick yellow curly hair naturally drooped down, and there were some small gems decorating it. She looked like a doll.

Especially her pair of clear green eyes. They blinked lightly, as if stars had fallen into the sea.

Other than seeing her elder sister walk by in a trance, this was the first time Ye Mo Liang saw a little girl who was even younger than her get distracted.

This little girl was so beautiful that Ye Mo Liang couldn't believe it.

Xia Xue shook her head at Ye Yelin. Like an oriole coming out of the valley, her clear voice was soft and mellow as she said, "Grandfather, I'm fine."

Ye Yelin only put her on the ground after making sure that Little Treasure didn't knock Xia Xue anywhere.

Then he saw that Little Treasure was still lying in the flowerbed and turned his head to stare blankly at Xia Xue.

He couldn't help but raise his leg and kick Little Treasure lightly, berating him in a slightly cold voice.

"Get up quickly! What do you look like!?"

Xia Xue also looked at Ye Mo Leng and wrinkled her pretty eyebrows. She looked like she didn't really like him.

That disliking expression immediately stimulated Little Treasure. He suddenly came back to his senses and got up. He patted the dirt off his body and smiled at Xia Xue in a friendly manner.

"Hello, I'm Ye Mo Liang. What's your name?"

Xia Xue ignored him and circled Ye Mo Liang. She squatted on the ground and helped up the little sunflowers that Ye Mo had crushed.2

Ye Mo Liang scratched his head in annoyance and looked at his father.

Ye Ye Lin looked at Ye Mo Liang with a gloating expression and said, "The little girl I'm talking about is her."

Ye Mo Liang was even more vexed. If he had known that Little Sleeping Sister's little disciple was so beautiful, he would have prepared a gift seriously!

Ye Mo Liang hesitated for a moment before continuing to move closer.

"Are you Big Sister's little disciple? Xia Jinmian is my Big Sister, so how about we be friends in the future?"

Xia Xue remembered her Master's words and ignored the little boy who took the initiative to show her goodwill.

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