But Li Mosen's mood was not very good, and he kept turning his head to look at the mirror around him. Blue eyes, brown hair, and whiter skin than most people, made him stand out among the people around him.
[This little brother seems to be a mixed-race. Is your mother or father a foreigner?]
This sentence could not leave his mind. Even when eating, Li Mosen had lost interest in his food. Even if he called them mom and dad, it did not change the fact that he was not their biological child...
Su Qianci saw his strangeness and did not say anything about it. She dipped the snail meat that was hard to pull out in some sauce before she put it in mosen's small bowl. She said, "Mosen, eat the snail meat." All three children liked seafood a lot. Although they could not have much, Su Qianci allowed them to have some occasionally.
"Mom, I want it too!" Li Jianqian looked at Li Mosen's small bowl, blinking and almost drooling.
