The little girl wrinkled her nose, pouted her lips, and raised her short arms, giving Helian Ci a demonstration of Yuwen Hu's powerful minister pose with his hands on his hips.

She glared angrily at the pale, sickly boy in the wheelchair, and said in a soft, sweet voice, with righteous indignation,

"Hmph, Sisi isn't fat, Sisi is just so cute she's bursting with cuteness! Second brother, you don't understand. Sisi's belly is as big as the Prime Minister's, but Sisi won't hold it against you!"

Looking at Helian Si's adorable appearance, Consort Lian's maternal instincts softened, and her heart melted completely.

She, who always doted on Helian Ci, even gave him a reproachful look at this moment. Ci'er, how could you bully the little princess?

Helian Ci was unaware that he had already been disliked by his own mother. The more the little girl fussed over her anger, the more amused he found it.

Long, pale fingers gently caressed her cheek, as if the soft touch of the little girl's face was still there.

His interest grew even stronger, and he looked with his dark eyes at the little girl who was standing with her hands on her hips, pouting.

His thin, crimson lips curved even deeper, and a slightly hoarse voice, beneath the girl's feigned nonchalance, slowly broke into speech.

"Still chubby, chubby baby."

Helian Si, "..." Thunder rumbled, ten thousand horses galloped, and he spewed out profanities...

"Pfft... 077, can you tolerate this? Go! Use your invincible little cute fists to smash his chest!"

Fo Lian almost burst out laughing. How could her second brother, 077, be so outstanding? He actually managed to leave 077, the most sharp-tongued NPC, speechless and helpless.

Hahaha, what a tough guy!

I love it, hahaha! Look at 077 always being so sarcastic to himself, isn't this karma coming to him?

As the saying goes, karma is a cycle, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!

"You, you, you..."

The little girl's grape-like eyes instantly filled with a misty layer of tears.

Yes, she was so angry that she cried; she had never suffered such injustice before!

Helian Si looked up and saw the tall, slender, silver-white figure walking towards him. Remembering he couldn't lose face in front of the teacher by shedding tears,

The little girl sniffed, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and forcefully held back the tears that were about to well up in her eyes.

Standing at a distance, I noticed the little girl angrily arguing about something, and feeling uneasy, I came over to check on her.

But as I got closer, I noticed that the little girl's grape-like eyes were veiled with a layer of glistening tears.

Nan Rong Jinghua felt a slight pang in her heart. She pursed her lips, bent down, and picked up the little girl, her voice gentle and soothing, like a tranquil orchid in a secluded valley.

"What's wrong? Did you suffer some injustice?"

Helian Si felt that the teacher's voice was extremely gentle, and his concerned gaze made the little girl's tears, which she had finally managed to hold back, well up again.

They popped out all at once, their little bodies tilting to the side, their tiny arms wrapping around Nanrong Jinghua's neck.

The fluffy little head buried itself in Nanrong Jinghua's shoulder, sobbing intermittently.

"Waaaaah, Master! Second, Second Brother is so mean! He said Sisi is fat! Waaaaah, Sisi isn't fat at all... hiccup."

The little girl cried while sobbing and making accusations, clearly feeling extremely wronged, and now it all came out.

How proud can she be? She's utterly vulnerable, isn't she? Everyone's still a little darling, sob sob sob...

After listening to the little girl's tearful account of her grievances, Nan Rongjinghua frowned slightly and gently patted the back of the sobbing child.

The deity's face, beneath the long silk robe, cast an unfriendly glance at the boy sitting in the wheelchair.