At that moment, following the direction of the stick, Li Baoying finally looked into the dirty child’s eyes.
Those eyes were so much like Song Ziyun’s, especially that gaze—the same disdain and pride. Even reduced to such a state, her look remained as stubborn as ever.
Li Baoying’s fingers trembled slightly. She took the stick and said, "You can't eat this. If you’re hungry, I just bought some rice cakes. I'll give them to you."
Chapter 163