The little sapling hugged Gu Junzhu's neck, his eyes shining as if he was looking at a peerless treasure.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a passerby smoking a cigarette and passing by not far away. The smile on his face froze, and he pushed Gu Junzhu fiercely, slipping from Gu Junzhu's arms to the ground.

Without saying a word, he ran towards the western restaurant.

"Little tree!" Such a thrilling thing had just happened, how dare Ye Xingbei let him act alone, so he hurriedly chased after him.

Ling Yue also followed behind the little sapling, chasing after him.

The little sapling ran into the western restaurant in one breath, ran to the door of one of the private rooms, turned the door handle, and opened the door.

The room was still filled with the strong smell of cigarettes. The desk attendant had not yet confiscated the items, and there were more than a dozen unburned cigarettes scattered on the table.

The little sapling stood at the door, staring blankly, motionless.

Ling Yue looked at him worriedly: "Xiaoshu, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Xingbei chased after him, leaned over and hugged the sapling into her arms. Looking at the cigarettes on the table, she immediately understood why her son had rushed here in a hurry.

Her son came to find Feng Yi and Feng Yushang.

She kissed the little sapling comfortingly and patted his small back, "Brother and sister are home."

The little sapling suddenly turned around, hugged her neck, and tears fell on her neck: "I made my sister angry, and my sister bullied my brother..."

"No, it's none of Xiaoshu's business," Ye Xingbei coaxed him: "It's my fault that my sister smoked in public. Xiaoshu reminded her that Xiaoshu is a good boy and Xiaoshu did nothing wrong."

Xiaoshu cried and said: "But my sister bullied my brother, I reminded my sister, and then my sister bullied my brother..."

He spoke vaguely, but this was her son, and Ye Xingbei understood what he meant.

Her son meant that because he reminded Feng Yushang not to smoke, Feng Yushang pressed the cigarette on Feng Yi's hand to extinguish the cigarette.

Her son must be thinking that if he hadn't reminded Feng Yushang that Feng Yushang had finished smoking the cigarette, Feng Yushang wouldn't have had to press the still burning cigarette butt on the back of Feng Yi's hand.

She could only explain to her son: "Even if Xiaoshu reminds her, she can put out the cigarette somewhere else, not necessarily on the back of the brother's hand. The reason why she bullies her brother is because she doesn't like her brother, and her brother

If there is any conflict between them, it’s none of Xiaoshu’s business.”

"Mom is right," Gu Junzhu took the sapling from Ye Xingbei's arms and kissed his little face that was wet from crying, "It's not the baby's fault that the baby doesn't cry."

Being held in Gu Junzhu's arms and coaxed softly, the little sapling suddenly felt even more aggrieved. She hugged Gu Junzhu's neck and burst into tears with a loud "Wow".

Gu Junzhu frowned, suddenly disgusted with Feng Yushang.

He patted Xiaoshu's thin back and kept coaxing softly: "Be good, don't cry. It's really not Xiaoshu's fault. That sister and that brother had conflicts before. Before Xiaoshu saw them, that one

My sister often bullies that brother, what happened today is just a coincidence."

The little sapling hugged his neck, still sobbing.

Little Sapling is not a child who likes to cry.

Once when I was practicing martial arts with Ling Yue, he accidentally fell to the ground and hit a big bump on his head. The little guy didn't shed a single tear and even joked with him with a smile, saying he was a little green dragon with horns on his head.
Chapter completed!