An Yaru’s expression faltered. She had never expected this little girl to be so sharp-tongued; she had truly underestimated her.
Li Jing also sensed that something was amiss. Nuonuo would not say such things without reason. He narrowed his eyes and looked at An Yaru.
Panic flared in An Yaru’s heart, and she rushed to explain, "No, that’s not it, Li Jing. I just thought such a fountain pen would be a waste for a child to use."
Chapter 39