Pei Yushen's fingers, which were resting on the armrest, paused slightly. He turned his head to look at Chaochao, who was standing next to the wheelchair, looking dazed and speechless for a moment.

Only the fork was deeply embedded in the fingertip, leaving a trace of crimson.

This was the first time he'd ever seen such a good-natured child get so angry… Even though she'd been rejected by him several times before, she hadn't been embarrassed or annoyed… Except for the time he crushed the snacks she brought, which made her angry… and that time with the nanny…

Regret, like a vine, slowly crept into the boy's heart.

The bespectacled man clutched his slapped hand and cried out in pain. Looking at the little girl wearing a mask who shared Pei Yushen's indignation, he said with a bewildered expression, "Where did you come from, you little brat?!"

What did she come from? She's not a little monkey!

Dissatisfied with his expression, Chaochao retorted, "Of course I've always been here!"

Chaochao originally wanted to wait for the hot stool to cool down for a while, but her attention was drawn to the old man walking his dog under the parasol next door.

While happily petting the puppy and socializing with the old man, Chaochao suddenly heard a warm reminder from the system, prompting her to turn around and look.

Then they saw three boys of different builds surrounding Pei Yushen. The little boy leaned closer to listen and realized they were his classmates.

Thinking of this, Chaochao, who was squatting under the table, put her little hands together and hummed, "Brother Yushen said he doesn't have any friends, isn't that what it is?"

But as the three boys talked on and on, Chaochao's face grew increasingly confused. "Crippled people, nail-sticking things... is this something friends would do?"