"It's fine, let me." Gu Shinian had already run over, frowning as he carried Gu Shiyuan.
Gu Shiyuan was very chubby and when Gu Shinian carried her, he looked like he was carrying a ball of flesh.
The servant quickly said, "Young Master, I'm sorry. We weren't careful."
Gu Shinian waved his hand.
Gu Shiyuan held onto him. "Bruddah, bruddah, bruddah." She couldn't speak clearly and kept calling Gu Shiyuan. Even her voice sounded weird.
Gu Shinian frowned. "It's 'brother'."
"It's bruddah."
"…"
Gu Shiyuan saw cakes that looked delicious and struggled to get down.
Gu Shinian had no choice but to follow her.
Gu Shiyuan picked up a piece of cake with her chubby hand and stuffed it into her mouth.
Two children who were about seven to eight years old started laughing when they saw Gu Shiyuan acting like this.
It was because Gu Shiyuan had poor eating manners and even dropped some cake onto the floor.
