Su Jiu was speechless.
Oh, could I be a villain?
I’m supposed to be a good and obedient child!
Despite having these thoughts, Su Jiu was helpless. Luckily, Su Shengjing carried her up and looked down at Han Siye. “Her favorite little brother is me, okay?”
Han Siye immediately said in a fierce tone, “You’re an adult, not a little brother!”
“If I say I am a little brother, then I am. So, move aside. Brat, don’t bully my daughter. Otherwise, I won’t be polite to you.” Su Shengjing pretended to be fierce. He tightly hugged his precious daughter and quickened his pace.
“Did you hear that? Brat, don’t bully Little Jiu. Otherwise, I won’t let you off either.” Sheng Tianci tapped Han Siye’s forehead as he spoke, then followed Su Shengjing.
Han Siye could only stand on the spot and watch as the two of them walked away with Little Jiu.
Since he hadn’t gotten an answer, the little kid felt rather upset. During lunch, even with his mother by his side, he didn’t feel like eating.
He gloomily poked at the rice with his spoon without eating much.
Han Xiao found this funny. He had seen the kid run off to look for Little Jiu. And when the kid returned, he looked dejected as if he had suffered a blow.
Han Xiao teased him. “What’s wrong? Were you rejected?”
Han Siye humphed, rested his chin in hand, and said in distress, “Little Jiu’s favorite little brother isn’t me.”
If she liked him, she would’ve answered him.
Han Xiao’s lips twitched.
Given your bad temper, isn’t it normal for a little sister to not like you?
Han Siye had completely lost his appetite. He suddenly sat up straight and seriously asked his mother, “Mom, am I handsome?”
Le Yao chuckled and looked at Han Xiao, her husband. “Of course, my son, you’re the most handsome.”
“Am I smart?”
“Of course! You’re at the top of your class. How can you not be smart?”
Han Siye thought about it and asked her again, “Then… is my character good?”
Le Yao was speechless.
How do you even know about character?
“You must have a good character!” Le Yao immediately praised him.
“Then why doesn’t Little Jiu like me?” Han Siye pouted as he spoke, feeling wronged.
Le Yao did not know how to explain. She nudged Han Xiao with her elbow, asking him to comfort the child.
Han Xiao could not be bothered to comfort Han Siye. I’m not Little Jiu’s favorite uncle, so isn’t it normal for my son to not be Little Jiu’s favorite brother? What’s there to comfort him about? He just has to be more open-minded.
Le Yao glared at him. She could only console her son. “It’s alright. Little Jiu might like you the most, but since she’s a girl, she’s probably too embarrassed to tell you.”
“Really?” Han Siye suddenly felt better.
“Yes! Have some confidence. My son, you’re the best! If you want other children to like you, you have to work hard, okay? For example, be someone she likes, do something she likes, and make her happy. That way, she’ll like you.”
Han Siye seriously nodded. “I understand, Mom.”
As he spoke, he clenched his fists and confidently said, “Mom, if Little Jiu likes me, can I marry her in the future?”
Le Yao was embarrassed. Son, you’re thinking too far ahead…
