In the cargo bed of the tricycle heading back, Zhang Xiaoyu hugged a giant stuffed bear larger than herself, grinning ear to ear as the breeze filled her mouth.
Zhang Feifei gazed at Shen You'an with an expression full of admiration: "Sister An'an, you're really incredible, you know everything."
Zhang Xiaoyu practically wagged her tail in pride, "Of course, just look at which family she's from!"
Then she leaned in close to Shen You'an, speaking muddled words as the wind filled her mouth, "An'an, dear An'an, I haven't sent little hearts to my idol today. Can I borrow your phone for just a bit?"
Shen You'an swept her a glance, her expression indifferent.
Zhang Xiaoyu quickly raised one hand in surrender: "I'll do my homework as soon as I get home, I promise I'll catch up on everything I missed. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it, please, please."
Zhang Xiaoyu had this ability—her sweet talk was utterly irresistible.
