Taking Little Ninth out, Fang Che saw Little Ren Ping still sobbing with anger, unable to speak.
Clearly, the child was deeply wronged.
Being told by a benefactor that he was born with a thief's nature... he couldn't even retort.
Fang Che gently touched Ren Ping's little head and said affectionately: "Ren Ping is my good little brother! He's not a thief brat!"
Ren Ping's eyes shone brilliantly, tears sparkling like a rainbow, and he vowed: "In this life, whatever I do, I will never be a thief!"
His little fists tightened, turning white at the knuckles.
Fang Che sighed and said: "Actually, this senior... hmm, but you shouldn't blame him in the future."
"I know."
Ren Ping said, "The great grace of the senior, we will never forget in this life. But, big brother, I will never be a thief!"
"Big brother knows."
Fang Che sighed deeply. He was very satisfied with Ren Ping's temperament.
A child who can say such things will definitely have a bright future.
