No wonder the little boy claimed he was rich; he really was wealthy. Xiaofan felt he wasn't as wealthy as the little boy.
Since the little boy was so rich, then why did he try to skirt his bill at the supermarket? Xiaofan was quite puzzled. Perhaps only the little boy himself knew the reason.
"This might be some sort of misunderstanding," Xiaofan couldn't help feeling that this situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for him. He thought he was in the right, but now he felt like he was the one in the wrong.
"Misunderstanding?" Guan Lingyu said coldly. "You'd better wait until this child's guardian arrives and explain it to her. Let's see how she wants to handle this."
The little boy's guardian was coming, which also surprised Xiaofan, but then he thought it made sense. With such an incident, of course, they would notify the guardian. Xiaofan was curious about what kind of parent could raise such a uniquely quirky child.