The System is Tearful: This Host is Braindead

Huo Silin's eyes locked onto Huo An'an, not saying a word, but his serious and cold expression made Huo An'an extremely uncomfortable.

Of course, more than that, she was angry.

"Brother, I'm telling the truth!"

Huo Silin pointed at the surveillance footage.

"An'an, do you think your brother is blind or stupid?"

Faced with the evidence, Huo An'an was speechless.

This was the first time Huo An'an, accompanied by the Chosen One System, had crossed over to this world, and she felt utterly helpless, unable to express her grievances.

She was extremely aggrieved.

She almost exploded with anger!

Finally, she turned her head and decided to act like a sulking eight-year-old, facing Huo Silin with the back of her head.

Huo Silin glanced at her deeply and focused on driving.

They arrived at the kindergarten, but the Milky Dumpling still hadn't woken up.

Huo Silin tried calling her several times, but all he got in response were the Milky Dumpling's small snores.