"Little friend, call me Sister."
Qingtian said in a childish voice, "Auntie."
The girl was furious and said displeased, "Is there such a young and beautiful Auntie? Behave and call me pretty sister."
Lu Chenyuan frowned, feeling the girl's tone was unpleasant.
"She's not even two years old, considering age, calling you Auntie isn't wrong."
Perhaps the man's aura was too strong, the girl could only shrug and extend her hand towards him.
"Give me back my camera, thank you."
The "thank you" carried her dissatisfaction, not wanting his help to take photos anymore, being called Auntie spoiled her mood.
Cen Huan came in later and found Zhang Yating, seeing her with a disdainful look, asked her, "What's wrong, did shopping make you angry? Didn't get some limited edition?"
Zhang Yating and Cen Huan had known each other for over ten years, from neighbors to classmates, both being from wealthy families.
