Zhou Li looked down, gently stroking Tuanzi's little forehead. "When Lord Dumpling grows up and becomes a Great Demon," he said, "make sure not to follow Huai Xu's example."
"Lord Dumpling is a Great Demon!"
"Just don't follow Huai Xu's example."
"I won't! Huai Xu is the worst!" Tuanzi wriggled in Zhou Li's arms, her little feet always kicking in rather inconvenient places, yet she was entirely unaware. "Only the most, most, most terrible demons are as annoying as Huai Xu!"
"Exactly!"
"So, are you upset because of Huai Xu?"
"Yes."
"It's all Huai Xu's fault!"
"Exactly."
At this moment, Zhou Li's phone rang again.
He subconsciously reached for his phone. Only after picking it up did he realize his vision wasn't great at the moment, and his hand stiffened. This feeling of knowing he had a message but not being able to read it was terribly uncomfortable.
Huai Xu quickly peeked over, glanced at the screen, and said, "It's a message from Aunt Jiang."
"What did she send?"
