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Capítulo 28: Envy

Editor: Henyee Translations

Seeing that someone younger than him could bully him, Feng Fei felt embarrassed. He rushed forward and wanted to beat Jiang Xinyuan up. However, before he could land his fist on him, the other party dodged it.

The image of Fu Xin subduing the butler appeared in Jiang Xinyuan's mind. He imitated her and threw a punch at Feng Fei. It was not a powerful punch, but it was a fatal blow to one's ego!

Feng Fei felt that he had suffered great humiliation.

However, Jiang Xinyuan remembered Fu Xin's instructions and did not continue fighting. He ran away after the fight.

After two consecutive failures and Jiang Xinyuan's cunning escape, Feng Fei felt even more embarrassed. Although he was mischievous, he was still a seven-year-old child. In the past, he had always been a little tyrant. Now, he had failed miserably. He pouted and threw himself at Fei Fei while crying, still covered in white fuzz.

When Huo Run heard the sound, he turned around and saw that the person who bullied him was crying. Instantly, he stopped crying.

His realistic reaction amused the people present as well as the viewers watching the live broadcast.

Zhang Nan knew that Feng Fei cared about his dignity the most. Afraid that he would see it, she deliberately turned around and smiled, but it did not escape the close-up of the camera.

[The tears won't disappear, but they'll transfer! Just like that, one kid stopped crying and another started crying.]

[Smiles will also spread. For example, Zhang Nan's smile put a smile on my face.]

The viewers were all laughing at the scene.

"Mommy, Little Sister Jelly bullied me!" Feng Fei complained in front of Fei Fei.

Fei Fei could only chuckle. "Who's to blame here? You made the first move, so I can't help you. Also, he's a boy, not a girl."

Feng Fei didn't seem to care.

Fei Fei's expression turned cold. "If you continue like this, not only will I be unhappy, but the uncles and aunts watching the live broadcast will also hate you."

Although he was only seven years old, he acted as though he was a celebrity. He knew that the cameras were filming him, but he forgot about it when he was being naughty and went crazy. Now that his mother reminded him, he immediately regained his composure.

He wiped his tears and said, "Then I won't say anything else." He turned around and saw Huo Run smiling.

Feng Fei frowned. "You're not allowed to smile."

With his mother by his side, Huo Run became bolder. "I'm not afraid of you. I'm just smiling!" As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue at the boy and then looked at Jiang Xinyuan, who was not far away. At this moment, Jiang Xinyuan was like his big brother. Hence, he took the map from Guo Na and went to look for Jiang Xinyuan.

Jiang Xinyuan was praised by Fu Xin because of his actions just now. He was in a very good mood. When he saw Huo Run running over, he smiled at him.

When Huo Run saw him like this, he liked Jiang Xinyuan even more!

[What an unexpected development!]

[Boss Jiang!]

[Feng Fei is really tragic. Hahaha, but it's only right for him to be subdued like this!]

[Am I the only one who thinks that Fu Xin's method of educating a child is too much? Teaching a five-year-old child to eliminate the root of the problem, is she sick?]

[This dandelion game was also started by Fu Xin. She's the fuse. She shouldn't be smiling right now!]

[Are you going to blame the dandelion for flying away with the wind? Is there something wrong with your brain?]

The comments were heated, but the guests were very harmonious.

Fu Xin handed the task of picking the white fuzz of Little Jelly to Huo Run and the others. The adults helped with it too. Only Fu Xin walked around and looked around very leisurely.

Although Feng Fei was mischievous, no one bore grudges. After the kids were clean, the children shouted and went to look for vegetables with everyone.

As the road was too difficult to walk on, the staff finally found a handcart to drag the suitcases. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to walk while lugging the suitcases. However, as they walked, a suitcase fell.

Huo Run stood rooted to the ground and said loudly to Guo Na, "Mom, our suitcase fell."

The staff member was helpless. Guo Na's suitcase was at the bottom. The ones at the top did not fall off, but her suitcase at the bottom did. Her bad luck was really not something that ordinary people had.

At this moment, Feng Jun suddenly shouted, "Mom, I found the vegetable we're looking for!" He compared the picture to the vegetable leaves on the ground. The more he looked at them, the more similar they looked.

Zhang Nan also rushed over and pulled the leaves up. She found a potato!

The two of them were very excited and hugged each other. They did not expect to find it so quickly.

The other children also hurriedly searched. No one wanted to be left behind.

Only Jiang Xinyuan had an envious look on his face. He was not envious that they had found the right vegetable… He turned around to look at his mother, only to see her looking around. Jiang Xinyuan could only continue to search, but luckily, he quickly found the cauliflower. His eyes immediately lit up as he called out to his mother, "I found it, Mom!"


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