Shi Su had just shouted when Mianmian quickly ran over and threw herself at Jing Jihan's leg, hugging the man's straight long leg wrapped in suit trousers, sweetly calling Ji Han uncle while she hid behind him, showing half of her head with a guilty look directed at Shi Su.
Great, the mystery was solved successfully.
But how did Shi Mianmian do it?
Jing Jihan saw Shi Su's bewildered face and did not plan on leaving after realizing it was a misunderstanding. He picked up his phone, slender fingers highlighted by defined joints, and played a WeChat voice message—
"Ji Han uncle, the house Mommy is living in is so big, do you want to come and live with us?"
It was Shi Mianmian's voice.
Shi Su: "..."
She lowered her head and looked at the little rascal hiding behind the man.
Shi Mianmian dared not even show half a head now, pressed her face against Jing Jihan's leg, and with her little hands clenched tightly to his suit trousers, silently begged for help.
