"Shi Yu?" Xiang Yi got up and called the name of the little boy.
Shi Yu's little face was sullen and he nodded in a rather elderly-like manner. "Hello, Sister Xiang Yi."
Xiang Yi said, "Wow, you still remember me."
The last time she met Shi Yu was a few months before she transmigrated.
It's hard to believe that a child of this age can still accurately call out her name.
She walked up to Shi Yu and winked. "Can I hold your hand?"
Shi Yu obediently put his little hand in her palm.
He quietly glanced at Shi Sui, whose face had obviously become a degree more sullen.
He walked towards Shi Sui.
The man had a powerful aura as he shot a glance at them calmly.
Shi Yu bit the bullet and greeted, "Hello, Uncle."
Shi Sui said, "Well, hello."
Then...
There was nothing else!
Shi Sui and his nephew both fell into a bewildering silence.
So did the netizens.