The girl looked up with bright eyes. She nodded leisurely: âHmmâ
The whole street where the hot pot restaurant is located, is of ancient style.
At night, lanterns were hung outside the shops.
At first glance, it is colorful and quite beautiful.
Nikita walked, while watching the lanterns hanging outside the shop.
There were two frolicking little boys who came running across the street. They were playing with each other, and didnât look at the road. One of them bumped into Nikita.
Nikita was hit. She took several steps back.
Sheehan quickly grabbed her, pulling her back to his side.
The childâs mother ran over. She pulled the child back into her arms, then stared at Nikita maliciously:
âHow did you walk? Didnât you see a child? Fortunately, my baby is fine, otherwise, I wonât let you go so easily!â
After the woman roared maliciously, she picked up the little boy, and was about to leave.
âWait a minute.â Nikita looked at the woman who was ready to leave, and said lazily. The woman turned around.
The light of the streetlamp was dim, and the whole street was shrouded in hazy light.
But the girlâs delicate facial features are still very eye-catching.
Such a beautiful face.
The girl tiled her head. She looked at the woman with a pair of beautiful dark eyes, and her voice was unhurried: âI walked as usual, but your child hit me. If you hit someone, how can you just leave without apologizing?â
The woman paused. Noticing that others were looking at her, she was furious: âYou are shameless, what do you care about with a child?â
Nikita squinted, glaring at the woman.
She bit her lip. When she was about to talk, she heard the man beside her saying: âYour child was not sensible, so you are not sensible? If you hit someone, you should apologizeâ
The woman paused again, she noticed the man was standing beside the girl.
She looked into the manâs cold and dark eyes.
The man stared at her with dark eyes. The coldness in his eyes made her legs tremble.
Itâs a good-looking man. But he looked scary âApologize.â Sheehan said coldly.
Under the oppression of the powerful aura, the woman feel difficult to breathe. She was arrogant, but now terrified.
She apologized in a trembling voice: âIâ¦Iâm sorry.â
âNot to me, but to herâ Sheehan lifted his chin, and looked at the girl beside him.
The woman turned to Nikita again and shivered: âIâm, Iâm sorry.â
The woman apologized and ran away with the boy in arms.
Itâs like she saw a ghost.
Nikita turned to the man, smiling: âMr. Lambert even deploys the tactics on business to deal with an ordinary woman. Isnât it too much?â
Sheehan didnât answer her words, but holding her hand and looking her up and down: âAre you okay?â
Nikita smiled: âWhyâs that? Itâs just a child.â
Sheâs not a porcelain doll.
He neednât be so nervous.
However, it feels good for someone to care about her.
Not far awayâ¦