Shen Zian stood at the door without entering directly, and instead politely knocked, seeing Shen Zihang folding paper airplanes.
"My cousin is here." Shen Zihang looked up and saw Shen Zian standing at the door, waving at her.
"Zihang, who is this?" Zhao Dabao, who was about the same age as Shen Zihang, asked curiously, his skinny dark face looking intrigued.
"She's the cousin I told you about who wouldn't even help if a jar tipped over."
Zhao Dabao suddenly understood, "Oh! I get it now, so she's Cousin You Ping! She's actually quite pretty."
"Come home for dinner." Not knowing the others inside, Shen Zian didn't enter but offered a polite smile.
In the Xue family's living room, there was just a young man with two rowdy kids. Her smile caught Xue Yiming's eye, making him pause before snapping back to reality.
"Cough, cough..." Xue Yiming coughed awkwardly, greeting her with a slightly distant tone, "Please come in and sit!"
