Xi Rubao's eyes were misty with tears, her nose felt terribly sore, and she wanted to shout a million times: Sister, Sister, my dear little Ancestor Sister.
At this moment, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet. As she stepped forward, she awkwardly and clumsily handed the freshly squeezed coconut milk to the small table at Zuzi's seat.
She piled all the high-end snacks she brought over with wide eyes: "Sister, these are for you, all for you."
Wu Minghao and Wu Qianman were tense, damn, Xiao Jinli was competing with them for favor!
"Xi Rubao, what are you doing?"
"Xi Rubao, don't tell me you have a favor to ask from your sister?"
Xi Rubao shook her head vigorously: "No, no, I truly have no ulterior motives!"
Zuzi smiled faintly and glanced at her: "Aren't you trying to ask for something for yourself, but for someone else, right?"
