Tan Mo then said to Yuan Keqing earnestly, "Cousin, thank goodness no one else is here. This sister will definitely not tell anyone if she hears this. Otherwise, you will bring shame upon our Tan family. What is the Tan family among these families? Even my parents and brothers have never dared to think they are anything special. If others hear you say this, won't they laugh at our Tan family for being so ignorant?"

Although Tan Mo looks like a six-year-old now, he is actually the core of a thousand-year-old snow lotus spirit. In his previous life, he always listened to his master reading, discussing scriptures, and discussing Taoism.

Even adults may not be able to match his eloquence, let alone Yuan Keqing and Qin Muxiao.

Qin Muxiao didn't know how to react.

Who is her sister!

She kept calling me sister!

Yuan Keqing was angry and anxious. Tan Mo's words completely distanced himself from the Tan family.

"But cousin, how can you say that? The Tan family is obviously very powerful." Yuan Keqing secretly observed Qin Muxiao and said, "Even today's invitation was given by Uncle Wei Zhiqian himself."

Yuan Keqing didn't dare to be so bold as to call Wei Zhiqian "uncle" here.

When Qin Muxiao heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

She came here to find fault and couldn't find a suitable excuse.

His eyes fell on the Sleeping Beauty doll in Tan Mo's arms.

"You, let me play with this doll." Qin Muxiao pointed at the doll in Tan Mo's arms and said.

Tan Mo's eyes lit up and he thought the opportunity had come.

She hugged the doll tighter and shook her head, "This is my favorite doll. I can't give it to you."

She really likes this doll, but the reason she carries it with her is not just because she likes it.

Doesn’t Yuan Keqing love to steal her things?

The more she liked something, the more Yuan Keqing wanted to snatch it away.

If she brings the doll out today, Yuan Keqing will definitely find an excuse to snatch it away.

I didn’t expect that before Yuan Keqing could make a move, Qin Muxiao appeared.

But it doesn't matter, it's all the same.

Originally, Tan Mo just wanted to protect his parents and brothers from the bitter consequences of his previous life.

But after so many years of living together, they are her closest family.

She is now Tan Mo, and no longer the little snow lotus spirit like in her previous life, watching Tan Mo being bullied from a bystander's perspective.

Now, she is Tan Mo.

So, she would not let Yuan Keqing go.

Isn’t Yuan Keqing a calculating person?

Tan Mo narrowed her eyes. She had already guessed what Yuan Keqing would say next.

"You shabby bastard, you even treasure a broken baby so much." Qin Muxiao curled his lips in disdain. "Look at your ignorant look, it's really shameful!"

Yuan Keqing seemed frightened and cried, "This doll is not ordinary. Uncle Wei Zhiqian gave it to my cousin."

Qin Muxiao became even angrier when he heard this.

Wei Zhiqian had never given her anything, not even a stone.

It can be said that Wei Zhiqian rarely gives gifts to others.

Even if the gift is worthless, as long as it is given by Wei Zhiqian, it has a different meaning.

"Let me play with this doll!" Qin Muxiao said sternly, "Brother Zhiqian gave it to me? I don't believe it! Brother Zhiqian's reputation isn't something you lowly people can just casually pull out."

"It's true." Yuan Keqing cried, "If you don't believe me, go ask him."

"..." Qin Muxiao hesitated for a moment and said, "So what if it is? I just want to play with it, not yours. What a bastard, you treasure an ordinary doll so much!"

Yuan Keqing was crying the whole time, but Tan Mo was as calm as ever, stroking the baby's long hair.

Yuan Keqing seemed to be speaking for her, but in fact she was adding fuel to Qin Muxiao's fire.

It turned out that Yuan Keqing was waiting for her here.

Tan Mo roughly judged that Yuan Keqing's tea art level was probably entry-level.

But she is only six years old now. When she grows up, her tea art skills will improve.

No wonder Tan Mo was no match for her in the previous life.

Tan Mo felt that since Yuan Keqing was crying so hard, it would be bad if she didn't react.

Just as he was about to rub his eyes until they turned red, he saw Qin Murong walking towards him.

"What's going on over there?" Qin Murong came over after seeing that they seemed to be arguing. "Just have fun and stop quarreling."

Qin Muxiao quickly grabbed Qin Murong, her supporter, and pointed at Tan Mo and said, "Sister, I just thought her doll was pretty and wanted to see it, but she tried to snatch it from me, crying like I had bullied them. She also kept telling me that this doll was a gift from Brother Zhiqian, so she couldn't give it to me."

Sure enough, when Wei Zhiqian was mentioned, Qin Murong's expression suddenly changed.

"This is a gift from Brother Zhiqian. I want it too." Qin Muxiao whispered to Qin Murong, avoiding letting Tan Mo hear. Otherwise, wouldn't it seem that she is inferior to Tan Mo?

"Sister, I am Brother Zhiqian's future sister-in-law, but he has never given me even a stone." Qin Muxiao said aggrievedly and unwillingly.

Qin Murong felt bitter in his mouth, thinking that not only had he never given you anything, Wei Zhiqian had never given me anything either.

Everyone said that she would be engaged to Wei Zhiqian in the future, but Wei Zhiqian never expressed any interest in her and was always cold and distant to her.

It seems like she has always been the one who is too enthusiastic.

Qin Murong looked at Tan Mo again. She was not jealous of Tan Mo, a six-year-old girl, nor did she take Tan Mo seriously.

But Wei Zhiqian would rather give the gift to an outsider than to Qin Muxiao.

Qin Murong was indeed very angry.

She raised her hand and placed it on Qin Muxiao's shoulder, saying, "It's just a doll. Don't you have too many dolls? Don't argue about it. It's just making people laugh at you."

Qin Murong asked Tan Mo gently again: "What are your names?"

Yuan Keqing sobbed and said, "My name is Yuan Keqing."

Tan Mo secretly rubbed his eyes while Qin Murong and Qin Muxiao were whispering.

Now he raised his head, his eyes red, and said pitifully, "Tan Mo."

"Tan Mo, can you give this doll to Mu Xiao to play with for a while?" Qin Murong said with a smile, "I think you two are about the same age, you can be good friends."

"You can be friends, but you can't give it to the doll." Tan Mo said the toughest words in the softest tone.

Qin Murong suppressed his smile and said unhappily, "People should learn to share. They can't develop a selfish character from a young age. That's not good."

"But this doll originally belongs to me. I can choose to give it to you or not." Tan Mo said innocently while holding the doll. "If someone else wants to take something that belongs to me and I don't give it to you, is it still my fault as the owner?"

Do you dare to say this to the victims of robbery?

It depends on whether they hit you or not.

What kind of cerebral palsy is Qin Murong.

Even so, you still want to be Wei Zhiqian's fiancée?