"Mom was worried about you up there," Zhuang Hang said gently to Zhuang Xian. "She said that you didn't come back after so long and asked me to come down to take a look. It turns out that you're being pestered by some little ghosts again! How is it? What kind of big prize did you get?"
Zhuang Hang was starting to hate Zhuang Jie more and more. This girl did not have the kindness and naivety that someone her age should have. Instead, she had learned her mother's narrow-minded, sinister, and domineering bad habits! It wasn't enjoyable.
When Zhuang Xian heard this, she smiled proudly at the Manager and replied excitedly, "It's not just the grand prize, it's the grand prize!"
Zhuang Hang looked at Zhuang Xian's mischievous and cute expression and laughed softly. His slender eagle eyes were full of love as he pretended to be surprised. "Really? Little sister, you're amazing! This hand is done for! So, what's the grand prize?"
