Little Lemon blinked.
She gave Xiao Xiao a radiant smile.
"Hehe."
Everyone: ...
Hehe...
What the heck do you mean, "hehe"?
Xiao Xiao chuckled.
"I didn't get hit."
"I was lucky."
"Grandpa Zou is a reasonable man."
"Even though he was angry and worried about the child, he still gave me a chance to explain."
"Oh, oh."
Little Lemon stuck out her tongue at Xiao Xiao.
"Grandpa Zou is really nice."
Little Lemon gave a thumbs-up and said with utmost seriousness.
"..."
Qiao Xin rubbed her temples.
That girl always spoke before she thought, then scrambled to make up for it once she realized what she'd said.
Could she try thinking things through just a little before speaking?
Qiao Xin sighed inwardly.
She was so smart, with such good grades...
Though Qiao Xin had long known that intelligence and emotional intelligence weren't necessarily connected...
But...
All right.
Qiao Xin nodded.
That girl was innocent and carefree.
Besides, she was popular, so the occasional slip of the tongue wouldn't hurt anyone.
Most importantly, she really didn't mean to say anything wrong.
She wasn't malicious.
Xiao Xiao's eyes curved into a smile.
"Here."
He turned the opening of the bag in his hand toward everyone.
"Everyone, try some of Grandpa Zou's handiwork."
"Can we?"
Little Lemon's eyes lit up.
Actually, all the girls' eyes lit up.
The pastries really did look beautiful.
And they were pink, a color most girls couldn't resist.
"Of course."
Xiao Xiao held the bag out to Little Lemon.
"Grandpa Zou will be very happy that you like the pastries he made."
Little Lemon smiled with her lips pressed together.
She reached into the bag and took out a pastry.
"Wow~"
Little Lemon's eyes sparkled.
"What a pretty pastry."
She