Lin Qi watched with keen interest, clenching her fists, "Fight! Fight!"
Beside her, Momo was also excited, stars shining in his eyes, "Go on, hit them! Hit them!"
Mother and son were typical rubberneckers, the kind who enjoy a spectacle without worrying about it escalating.
Huo Tingdong glanced at Lin Qi; she was originally wearing light makeup, her elegant eyes brimming with moisture, her small face flushed with excitement, looking somewhat cute.
Cute...
Why would he think of this word?
Snapping back to reality, he saw Little Baby clenching his fists, eyes twinkling, joining the crowd of onlookers.
Lin Qianqian tightly hugged the bag as if afraid it would be snatched away, tears in her eyes, "This is my bag, I won't sell it for anything!"
Mrs. Su expressed some disappointment, "Qianqian, I didn't expect you to be such a materialistic girl."