Youyou wiped the sweat off her forehead, panting heavily.
Oh my, I'm exhausted.
Dream's troublesome watch really screwed me over—I had to run up three floors in one go.
When Shen Lingfeng returned to his seat, she didn't take a close look, but she could already feel the gazes of the girls around her.
So Youyou rolled her eyes, responding to everyone.
What's the big deal? She's been used to this kind of thing since she was a kid!
Every time Uncle Bai came to the kindergarten to see her, she could sense some jealousy.
But they would still flatter her because of her brother.
Later in Manchester, whenever Youyou went out with Daddy, the amount of attention she attracted increased even more.
The destructive power of these kids was just too small; it was like being tickled.
"Youyou, I heard your brother's starting school."
As expected, a girl with pigtails was winking at her across the aisle between two desks.
"Yeah," Youyou replied, fanning herself with a small electric fan.
