My sister says whoever marries me will have eight lifetimes of rotten luck

Li Shu nearly choked when he heard that. "Wait, there are security cameras here. See them? Full 360-degree coverage, no blind spots."

He felt certain there was an angel and a devil beside Pei Song'an's ears.

The devil said Li Xiaoshu was lying to a child, and the angel said, exactly.

Unbelievable, man.

Su An'an bobbed her head, her eyes wandering until they landed on Pei Song'an's Adam's apple. She covered her mouth and let out a "Wow."

Li Shu followed Su An'an's gaze, then spotted the red mark on Pei Song'an's Adam's apple. His gaze froze.

Had I really sucked that hard...?

Why did I remember it not being this red just now?

Pei Song'an raised an eyebrow slightly. When he had checked the mirror earlier, he had noticed that the mark on his Adam's apple had faded until it was almost invisible, so he had simply pinched it twice himself. Now, he curled his lips as though none of this concerned him and said nothing.

Li Shu: "?"

There's a kid here. What are you showing that off for?

The sausages arrived quickly, topped with a sweet sauce that was very popular with children. Su An'an popped them into her mouth one after another, stuffing her cheeks full and eating with relish.

Li Shu wiped Su An'an's mouth, talking all the while. "If you get separated from your family again, you mustn't ask strangers for food or drinks."

"If you run into someone bad who sells you off to be someone's wife, you'll be crying so hard you won't even know how."

Su An'an looked perfectly serious. "That won't happen. My sister says whoever marries me will have eight lifetimes of rotten luck."

Li Shu: "..."

No, you've misunderstood. Your sister probably didn't mean that literally.

"Oh,