Third World: Candy Con Artist

Feng Yu's brows creased wondering what this kid wanted but his face changed to a look of surprise. This little con artist was already trying to shake him like a mulberry tree for candy. "You little scam artist you must be kidding me," complained Feng Yu but Feng Xieling wouldn't budge patiently waiting for him with a raised brow. Having lost to a kid, Feng Yu opened his desk draw and gave Feng Xieling one.

Having seen an entire draw of candy and looking down at the single one handed to him by Feng Yu, Feng Xieling furrowed his brow in dissatisfaction. This standoff would have carried on if it weren't for Wen Qinxi's interruption. "Wait, wait, wait, you know Lin Lin?"