Ye Ningwan was suddenly hit by a stone thrown by someone, hitting her arm. It hurt, making her exclaim "Ouch" and furrow her brows tightly.
"Who was that? If you dare, come out." Wangyue shouted angrily.
Soon, a little boy ran out from behind the bushes, about seven or eight years old.
He was cute and fair-skinned, his little face was rosy, with red lips and white teeth, his eyebrows were delicate and handsome, resembling the legendary Money-spreading Child.
He wore a pair of suspenders, looking like a little young master.
However, despite being so cute, the boy was rather ill-tempered. After running out, he shouted angrily at Wangyue, "How dare you be fierce to me! I'll have someone throw you into the pond."
"Was it you who threw the stone just now?" Ye Ningwan stopped Wangyue, asking him calmly.
The boy folded his arms, snorted coldly, and raised his little chin, "So what if it's me? Ugly monster."
"Why do you call me an ugly monster?" Ye Ningwan asked.
