
Tan Mo said to Yuan Keqing meaningfully, “Sepupu, fortunately, there is no one else here. This older sister would definitely not spread the news after hearing this. Otherwise, you will garner negative sentiments for our family. What was the status of the Tan family compared to all of these families? Including my parents and older brother, they never dared to think that they were above everyone else. If others hear you, they will laugh at the Tan family for not knowing our place, right?”
Although Tan Mo seemed to be six years old, he had the wisdom of a thousand year old little snow fairy. In his previous life, he had always listened to his master's readings, preached about the scriptures, and discussed Taoism.
Even an adult could barely rival his sharp tongue, let alone Yuan Keqing and Qin Muxiao.
Qin Muxiao did not know how he should flare up anymore.
Who's her sister?
He had been yelling at her sister nonstop!
Yuan Keqing was angry as well as anxious. Tan Mo's statement completely separated the Tan family from the ‘dia’ family.
“But, Cousin, how can you say that? Tan family very good.” Yuan Keqing observed Qin Muxiao as he said, “Even today's invitation was given by Uncle Wei Zhiqian himself.”
Yuan Keqing did not dare to directly summon Wei Zhiqian's 'Little Uncle' here.
Qin Muxiao's face darkened when he heard this.
He was here to cause trouble, but he was unable to find a suitable reason at the moment.
His eyes were fixed on the Sleeping Princess doll that Tan Mo was holding.
“You, give me this doll to play with,” pinto Qin Muxiao while pointing the doll at Tan Mo's arm.
Tan Mo's eyes became bright. The opportunity came.
He hugged the doll tighter, then shook his head and said, “This is my favorite doll. I can't give it to you.”
She really liked this doll, but the reason she took it with her was not just because she liked it.
Didn't Yuan Keqing like to snatch his things?
The more he liked it, the more Yuan Keqing wanted to grab it.
He brought the doll today so Yuan Keqing would definitely find an excuse to try to retrieve it.
He simply did not expect that Yuan Keqing had yet to make a move, then another villain, Qin Muxiao, appeared.
But it doesn't matter. Same everything.
Originally, Tan Mo only wanted to protect his parents and elder brother from the tragedy of their previous lives.
But after years of hanging out, they were now his closest family members.
She was Tan Mo now, not one to be bullied from her previous life as a little snow fairy.
Right now, he was Tan Mo. Therefore, he would not let Yuan Keqing off the hook.
Didn't Yuan Keqing like to conspire against people?
Tan Mo narrowed his eyes. He had already guessed what Yuan Keqing would say next.
“Truly toy! You really appreciate such a garbage doll.” Qin Muxiao curled his lips in disdain. “Look how stupid you are. How embarrassing!”
Yuan Keqing looked frightened. While crying, he said, “This doll is not unusual. It was given to my cousin by Uncle Wei Zhiqian.”
Qin Muxiao became even more furious when he heard it.
Wei Zhiqian never gave him anything, not even a pebble.
It could be said that Wei Zhiqian rarely gave anything.
Even if the items sent were worthless, as long as it was sent by Wei Zhiqian, the sentiment was more important.
“Give me this doll to play!” Qin Muxiao demanded firmly. “Sister Zhiqian gave it to you? I can't believe it! Brother Zhiqian's name cannot be mentioned by lowly people like you.”
“Bulkah?” Yuan Keqing cried. “If you don't believe me, go and ask him.”
“…”
Yuan Keqing was already crying, but Tan Mo acted as if nothing was wrong and continued to stroke the doll's hair.
Yuan Keqing seemed to be speaking for him, but in truth, he had triggered Qin Muxiao's anger.
It turned out that Yuan Keqing was waiting to trap him in this manner.
Tan Mo basically judged that Yuan Keqing's tea art skills might be at an early level.
At the moment, he is only six years old. As he grew older, his skills would improve.
No wonder Tan Mo was not his opponent in his last life.
Tan Mo felt that since Yuan Keqing was crying like this, if he did not react at all, it would make him look bad.
Tan Mo was about to rub his eyes when he saw Qin Murong approaching.
“What's wrong?” Qin Murong had just come when he saw that they seemed to be arguing. “Play each other well. Don't fight.”
Qin Muxiao quickly dragged Qin Murong to his side. She pointed at Tan Mo and said, “Sister, I just saw her beautiful doll, and I want to play with her. But she acted as if I wanted to snatch her and continued to cry as if I had bullied them. He kept telling me that this doll was given to him by Zhiqian's brother, so he didn't allow me to borrow it.”
Sure enough, Qin Murong's expression suddenly changed when Qin Muxiao called Wei Zhiqian.
“This is from big brother Zhiqian, and I also want it,” Qin Muxiao whispered to Qin Murong without letting Tan Mo hear it. Otherwise, wouldn't he look inferior to Tan Mo?
“Sister, I am the future brother-in-law of Brother Zhiqian, but he did not even give me anything,” Qin Muxiao said sadly.
Qin Murong bitterly. He thought, ‘Wei Zhiqian has never sent you anything. Well, he also never gave me anything.’
Everyone was talking about her getting engaged to Wei Zhiqian in the future, but Wei Zhiqian never said anything to her. Most of the time, he was indifferent to her or intentionally ignored her.
It seems his feelings are unrequited.
Qin Murong looked at Tan Mo again. He would not be jealous of Tan Mo, a six-year-old girl. He did not see Tan Mo as a competitor.
It was just that Wei Zhiqian would rather give gifts to outsiders than to Qin Muxiao, his future sister-in-law.
Qin Murong felt extremely angry.
He put his hand on his sister's shoulder to calm her down. “It's just a doll. Are you still lacking some dolls? Don't fight with other children. Others will laugh.”
Qin Murong asked Tan Mo gently, “What's your name?”
Yuan Keqing said in a choked voice, “My name is Yuan Keqing.”
Tan Mo rubbed his eyes as Qin Murong and Qin Muxiao were talking.
Right now, Tan Mo raised his head with red eyes and said pitifully, “Tan Mo.”
“Tan Mo, can you lend this doll to play Muxiao?” Qin Murong smiled. “I think you're all the same age. You two can be good friends.”
“It's okay to be friends, but I can't let him borrow my doll,” Tan Mo refused gently.
The smile on Qin Murong's face disappeared, and he said, “People should learn to share. You are selfish at such a young age. That's not good.”
“But this is my doll. I can choose to give it or not.” Tan Mo held the doll tightly. “You mean, even if something is mine, if someone else wants to take it, if I refuse, then it's my fault?”
Can he say that to the robbery victim?
He has to see how they react. He would be lucky if he only received insults, not beatings.
Is Qin Murong mentally retarded?
However, she was hoping to become Wei Zhiqian's fiancee?
...•~° tbc °~•...