"Right, bun?"
The young boy was somewhat stupefied, not knowing what Wen Xiao'ai was up to.
"Sister, you, why did you tell them about me?"
"They might have bad vision and didn't see you, don't be angry with them," Wen Xiao'ai didn't respond to the boy's question but instead spoke with a soothing tone.
The two men, watching Wen Xiao'ai holding onto the air and speaking to it, couldn't help but feel stunned.
"Little sister, what kind of joke are you playing? There's no brother here."
"What joke? What are you talking about? My brother is standing right here. How can you not see such a big person? Don't you know it's very impolite to talk like that?"
Wen Xiao'ai was very angry at their impolite behavior.
She huffed and glared at the two of them, then "escorted" the boy to walk around them.
"Brother, let's go home, don't bother with them."
The two men, confused by Wen Xiao'ai's words, would have doubted their own vision if their companion couldn't see the boy either.
