"I want the car!"
The child's already big, round eyes widened even further.
She looked like a character in a cartoon.
Her gaze held nothing but stubbornness.
There wasn't the slightest hint of fear or backing down.
Zhang Bo: ...
This kid really wasn't afraid of him.
Why?
Was she born brave?
Or did her desire for the car outweigh everything else?
If that was really the case, he could only feel his head aching even more.
Because it meant she would be even harder to persuade.
Before, he'd only been trying to scare the child...
Now, he was genuinely starting to think about calling her grandparents.
"Sha Sha, that belongs to someone else."
Zhang Bo tried his best to explain things to the child.
"They don't want to give it up, so you can only let it go."
"Are you thinking of taking it by force?"
Even if the child really wanted to, she didn't have the ability.
Neither did he.
Around here, the only one who did... was Third Brother.
Bah, bah.
Zhang Bo shook his head.
Why was he even thinking about this?
Did he really want to act like a bandit?
"Do you understand or not?"
Zhang Bo growled.
Actually, a lot more things he could say came to mind, like how there were many wonderful things in the world, but not every wonderful thing could belong to you...
Thieves and bandits were despised.
Stealing or robbing was illegal.
The child was ignoring what the owner wanted and insisting on taking their things. How was that fundamentally different from being a thief or a bandit?
But he also felt that even if he said all this, the child might not understand.
He'd just be wasting his time.
The child might even