Zhao Yu understood her good intentions. Seeing her clearly about the same age as herself, yet acting like an elder and lecturing her so earnestly, she found it quite amusing.
"Of course I know that, but I saw that you weren't that kind of person, didn't I?" Zhao Yu took a slow bite of her apple. "After all, not everyone would just slap their own child on the spot."
"That's because the kid wouldn't listen!" The girl glared again at her younger brother, who was peeling quail eggs. "By the way, my name is Zhuang Xiaoqin's sister—I mean, I'm Zhuang Xiaodie. What's your name?"
Chapter 41