Fu Chen stared at Bai Xi Xi in surprise. But thinking again, it was not strange for someone their age to already have nieces and nephews.
Zhang Qi Lin looked at his aunt and spoke, "Aunt, is he your friend?"
"Un." Bai Xi Xi nodded. "He's a classmate."
Fu Chen scratched the tip of his nose upon noticing the way the younger boy was looking at him.
This was not the first time that someone had given him a scrutinizing look, but facing the boy's eyes made him feel as if he had done something wrong.
Fu Chen felt the air around him suddenly turn colder.
However, the moment the little boy looked away, Fu Chen felt as if he could breathe again. He immediately consoled himself that he must have been imagining things.
The boy in front of him looked young. How can he intimidate someone with the look in his eyes?
