Yue'er remained silent, simply taking the pancake and nodding her head, feigning gratitude.
"Hehe, Old Shen, don't throw things like that, you'll scare the little beggar," a man behind Shen Shiqi remarked, glancing at the seemingly timid child and laughing.
Hearing this, Shen Shiqi, who had already looked away, turned back. He saw the little beggar with her head bowed, not uttering a word, just nodding repeatedly. He raised his eyebrows, about to speak, when the old beggar's joyful and grateful voice interrupted him.
"Thank you, gentlemen. My granddaughter is mute and very timid. I am thanking you on her behalf," the old beggar said.
Mute? Yue'er's body stiffened, but she maintained her act, huddling closer to the old beggar with her head bowed, clutching the two large cakes tightly in her hands.
"It's okay, it's no big deal," Shen Shiqi replied. "By the way, have you seen a little girl around five years old? She was wearing a pink dress and looked very cute and mischievous."
