Sister Lin's bowl had not yet been placed in front of Yan Chenxi when a startled shout suddenly came from behind her.
She turned her head to look but hadn't gotten a clear view before she was knocked down by someone, causing the bowl of soup in her hand to fall to the ground.
With a "clatter," the soup splashed everywhere, but fortunately, the bowl didn't break.
"Mom!"
Ye Wei'er quickly ran over to help Sister Lin up.
The originally planned situation had been completely disrupted, making her feel irritated. She lifted her gaze and shot an angry glance at Little Zi, who had bumped into Sister Lin.
"Little Zi, why weren't you paying attention to where you were going?"
Ye Wei'er mildly reprimanded, not daring to scold her too loudly.
After all, what happened last time still haunted her.
Yan Chenxi immediately jumped down from his chair to help up Little Zi.
"Big Sister, Little Zi, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
Little Zi shook her head repeatedly.
