Little Xixi listened to this, a smile fleeting across her eyes, quickly concealed. Her red eyes welled up with tears again, and her tiny paws tugged at Aberji's sleeve, looking at her with pitiful eyes.
"Grandpa, can you let Xixi go, please? This warehouse is dark and cold, and there's a fierce sister who wants to cut off Xixi's fingers. Xixi is so scared... Grandpa, Xixi misses Grandma, can you take Xixi out, please?"
Aberji's gaze flickered, nearly softened, but having been in the Royal Family for so many years, he was cunning and scheming; how could he easily be deceived by a little child?
He looked at Little Xixi's tearful appearance and burst into laughter, "What a Ye Xixi, worthy of being Ye Che's daughter, so clever, so sly. So little, yet knows how to use a pain tactic on me..."
In Little Xixi's eyes, a strong sense of disappointment surged. Oh, she was found out, too impatient, too impatient!
