Leng Yebai had a cold and stern face, yet was making an effort to appear coy and pretentious, which was rather... odd.
Before the apocalypse, this could get you detained for fifteen days.
"Why did he cut your clothes?" Bai Xiqin was a bit confused.
Bai Yifan wasn't a four or five-year-old child anymore; he was a sixteen-year-old teenager, almost at the age where he could be sentenced to death.
Why would he be cutting someone else's clothes for no reason?
Was he just too full?
"There's no reason, kids are just like that, don't blame him."
Leng Yebai had an air of magnanimity about him, nodding to himself as if in self-assurance after speaking.
"There must be some misunderstanding here!"
Zhang Yiming's face twitched almost imperceptibly, feeling like Leng Yebai had a bit of a white lotus vibe.
Zhang Yiming had a pretty good impression of Bai Yifan.
Not just Bai Yifan, Zhang Yiming had a good impression of the entire Bai Family.
