Don't be misled by Qin Xiyin's usual quietness and introverted nature; in reality, such kids are extremely sensitive, even the smallest thing can stick with them for a long time.
Especially the things involving hitting.
Qin Xiyin can remember it for life.
Of course, this wasn't discovered by Jian Yi himself, but was shared by Jian Chenglang.
Thinking of this, Jian Yi slightly furrowed his brow; had he known this would happen, he would have brought Jian Chenglang along.
Yet, upon reaching the kids, Jian Yi suddenly halted his steps.
Contrary to his imagination of Qin Xiyin with reddened eyes, tearing up.
The delicate and fair-faced little boy seemed completely unaffected by Song Wanwan's words.
Instead, he was happily squatting by another fountain, eagerly using a net to catch fish in the pool.
Several small companions beside him were cheering him on and giving directions.
"Yes, yes, yes, Xi Yan little brother, catch this one, this little fish! It's easier to catch."
