"It seems that this store is really popular."

Chen Chen whispered, with a barely perceptible wry smile on his lips.

Perhaps sensing someone's gaze, the mother also looked over. When she saw Chen Chen, she was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Xu Mengyao's face and turned away with a look of contempt.

Xu Mengyao's sixth sense and the reactions of the two people just now told her that this person was probably the stepmother.

She turned her head and looked at Chen Chen's tightly pursed lips and slightly pale face.

He asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Chen Chen shook his head, his voice a little low.

"That's my dad's current wife and children."

"I guessed it."

"You guessed it all." Chen Chen raised one corner of his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"They are the third daughter of the Shen family through an arranged marriage. I lived with them for a while when I first came to Hai City. To be honest, those days were quite disgusting. We hated each other, so I moved out and lived with my grandfather."

Faced with Chen Chen's bitter memories, Xu Mengyao didn't know how to comfort him, so she had to raise the cup in her hand and gently touch the cup in front of Chen Chen.

"The boat has sailed through thousands of mountains. Chen Chen, you will get better and better."

The glass cups made a crisp sound after colliding, but it caused Chen Chen to have some tinnitus.

The girl's gentle voice and resolute gaze on the other side gradually warmed his chilled body. Then, the self-deprecating smile on his face vanished, replaced by relief.

Just as the two were about to continue their conversation, a burst of screams and crying interrupted their conversation.

“Give it to me!”

"What are you doing? We chose it first."

"That's what I want."

"Why are you biting me? Let go!"

“Ah!! Mom!”

The screams and cries of children were heard. Xu Mengyao heard Wenxia's voice and immediately ran to the children's area.

In the sand painting area, the girl in the red dress was crying with her mouth wide open, while Wenxia and Maomao stood aside with grim expressions.

Xu Mengyao was about to walk over to ask what happened, but was roughly pulled away by someone.

Chen Chen's stepmother squatted down, holding her child nervously and looking him up and down.

"Zhenzhen, how are you? Are you okay?"

After confirming that his daughter was safe and sound,

He turned around and yelled at the staff beside him: "What's going on! Call your manager!"

The staff members nearby were trembling with nervousness. Mrs. Chen was notoriously domineering and even raised her daughter to be equally overbearing. Their hotel was in bad luck today.

"Mrs. Chen, this is the case. Miss Chen wanted this Snow White sand painting, but the last one is in the hands of this little girl, and the two of them had a dispute..."