When Chen Meng'er and the others walked in, Zhao Shihao noticed the two boys beside Chen Meng'er, who were holding Chen Meng'er's small hand. Zhao Shihao was immediately unhappy in his heart. Therefore, he deliberately chose to ignore Chen Haoguo and Chen Haoxuan, who were holding Chen Meng'er's small hands.
However, Zhao Shihao did not expect that the two people he deliberately ignored would be so rude and directly say that he was not allowed to steal their sister.
Zhao Shihao was usually very sensible and more sensible than his peers. However, no matter how sensible he was, he was only a seven-year-old child. In the face of Chen Haoxuan's provocation, Zhao Shihao very impolitely replied, "Meng'er is also my younger sister."
"My younger sister is from our family, not yours." Chen Haoxuan pouted his small mouth and looked at Zhao Shihao with an unconvinced expression.
Chen Haoxuan wanted to directly pull Chen Meng'er and walk back.
