Dealing with a stubborn person, one must always be prepared to be worn down by their persistence.
Lin Nianhe stared at Cao Shijian for a long while, and ultimately muttered dryly, "Fine, you two can go play somewhere else now."
"Alright!"
Cao Shijian immediately picked up Bai Xiaojun, muttering, "I'm starving, let's go back and cook!"
Lin Nianhe watched his retreating figure, filled with immense admiration.
How could she nitpick at a younger brother who, out of stubbornness, would rather starve than defy her words?
Lin Nianhe felt a headache coming on and rubbed her temples before quickening her pace towards Accountant Zhao.
"Uncle Zhao."
"Hey, what's up?"
Accountant Zhao looked up; his hands, still busy shelling corn kernels, didn't stop.
