Hu Shiyi glanced at Tuantuan and noticed that she couldn't tell the brand of her clothes. Could they be custom-made?
It seems the Yang family really dotes on this little dumpling!
Hu Shiyi immediately stepped forward to greet her: "Senior brother, your sister is so cute, she's so beautiful, she looks just like you, she's definitely your sister."
She then looked at Tuantuan, revealing a gentle and charming smile, and took the initiative to greet her: "Hello, little friend, my name is Hu Shiyi, I am your brother's junior sister, you can just call me Sister Shiyi."
Tuantuan pursed her lips, her big, watery eyes devoid of any smile, and looked at Hu Shiyi, calling out in a childish voice, "Hello, Auntie."
Hu Shiyi: "..."
Aunt?
What the heck?
Standing to the side, Zhang Yingxue chuckled. The little dumpling was just too cute!
Hu Shiyi was embarrassed and angry, but she forced a smile and continued, "Oh, little friend, I'm only twenty years old. You can just call me 'sister'."
"Twenty years old?" Tuantuan held up her fingers and counted them one by one.
She counted from one to ten and was surprised to find that she didn't have enough fingers.
"Twenty years old is a lot of years old, Tuantuan can't count them on both hands."
Zhang Yingxue was trying to suppress her laughter, and tears were welling up in her eyes.
If she weren't holding the little dumpling, she would be laughing so hard she'd be bent over backwards.
Hu Shiyi's face darkened with anger: "I'm younger than your third brother and Zhang Yingxue."
Zhang Yingxue held Tuantuan in her arms, a sly glint in her eyes, and smiled mischievously: "But you look old, so you can't blame Tuantuan for telling the truth. After all, Tuantuan is a good baby who speaks the truth; children are always so honest."
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