"Auntie, Auntie, slow down! Wait for Wutong and me!"
A little boy of seven or eight was chasing after a girl a bit older than him, shouting at the top of his lungs.
Behind him, another little girl followed close on his heels. Naturally, she was the Wutong he had mentioned.
The girl in front heard the boy's shout, and her figure paused for a moment.
Then she turned around.
She had skin fairer than snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When her gaze shifted, she carried an elegant, noble air all her own, one that left people awed, ashamed of themselves, and afraid to profane her.
Despite her young age, the first signs of world-toppling beauty were already visible.
She was the daughter of Wang Sheng and Bibi Dong, Wang Dandan... ahem... now renamed Wang Yuxuan by Wang Sheng.
Wang Yuxuan said, "Tang Xiuran, Tang Wutong, hurry up! If you don't hurry, Uncle Wine's fruit wine will be drunk up by those uncles!"
Tang Xiuran was the son of Tang San and Qian Renxue, while Tang Wutong was Tang San and Xiao Wu's first child.
Because of Tang Xiuran, Tang Wutong also called Wang Yuxuan Auntie.
And because of Qian Renxue, Tang San and Xiao Wu were inexplicably a generation lower than Wang Sheng, Dongfang Jinghan, and Meier.
Every time they met, the scene was truly beautiful!
Just imagine growing up playing with your childhood friend, and then one day, out of nowhere, you had to call him Dad. What kind of wonderfully sour feeling would that be!!!
Anyway, every time Tang San saw Wang Sheng, either the corner of his eye twitched or his face twitched, and his expression was so dark it was almost unbearable to look at.
After Wang Yuxuan finished