Hou Baiyu and the Child of Qingyu were seen talking by many adults and children, and those familiar with Hou Baiyu quietly speculated, while the adults had less interest.
However, the elderly woman from the Hou Family couldn't help but glance at Luo Yirui a few more times. Seeing the child's intelligence, composure, and his lively appearance without being overly serious, she felt a connection to him.
Anyone who saw this child would have a good impression.
Luo Yirui knew many people were looking at him, but he could only ignore it; otherwise, was he supposed to look back at everyone?
Just as he was walking back, a little chubby hand covered in drool suddenly appeared in his view. He looked up to see the cheerful face of the Little Fatty, Zu Yan.
"I'll give you some popcorn, if you tell me what Hou Baiyu just said to you, alright?"
Luo Yirui sighed, "Is your brain swollen? It's one thing for Lu Xuehan to be an idiot, but why are you..."
