Either selling wheelchairs when she grows up, or breaking her legs and having to use a wheelchair.
From any angle, the implication isn't very good.
Of course, the toddler's grab is purely superstitious and doesn't necessarily come true.
But what if it does?
Song Qingwan couldn't help but worry.
The old man, however, didn't think so:
"It's a wheelchair that hides a knife, a new invention. I think this girl might become an inventor in the future!"
Song Qingwan sighed.
She could only comfort herself this way.
The main events of today's banquet were all over.
She had also observed Zhang Yiming, Qu Qianqian, and Qin Xiyin, and found no ill intentions.
On the contrary, they always thought of Li Li.
They even made sure to save some candies for Li Li, afraid that she might not have any to eat.
This finally put Song Qingwan's mind at ease.
You can't blame her for being so tense.
Who wouldn't be, seeing the little girl looking so naïve and easily led astray.
