Huo Tian, who was in a good mood, couldn't help but hum a cheerful tune as she helped her uncle clean up the mess in the company.
Seeing how happy she was, Si Huan was also influenced by her emotions and a faint smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.
Si Huan smiled and asked, "Is being praised by the police officers something worth being happy over to this extent?"
"Of course!" Huo Tian swayed her head proudly. "Even if I'm a genius, I hope to be recognized and supported by others. I hope to be able to receive positive feedback from others."
Bi Ying and Si Huan both laughed. When Huo Tian frankly revealed her thoughts, she was like a child reaching out her hands to an adult to ask for candy. Although she was a little willful, she could easily be liked by others.
Bi Ying looked down at his legs. Under the broad fabric was a pair of prosthetic limbs made of machinery.
