Ye Xinluo weakly looked up at the sky, not wanting to comment anymore on Jingxi's love for cake.
"Mommy, why are you ignoring me?" Seeing her ignore him, the little guy grumbled with dissatisfaction.
"Jingxi, this thing can't be sold." Ye Xinluo explained.
"But this thing can be exchanged for a lot of cakes." The little guy stubbornly said.
Everyone: "Sweetheart, is the Beichen Family not feeding you? Why are you always thinking about cake?"
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At this moment, Beichen Jue cleared his throat lightly and explained, "Jingxi, this thing can't be sold. It's our family heirloom. If you want cake, just ask Uncle Lin to buy some for you."
"Alright." Hearing his words, the little guy quickly nodded, his eyes rolled around, and in a tender voice, he asked, "Is this bracelet a family heirloom? Why does Mommy have it but Jingxi doesn't?"
