"Can you say that again?" Lin Hai blinked, almost losing control of his shock.
He couldn't help but be astonished. Although Huahua had come of age, saying in front of a grown man that her inflatable doll was stolen was a bit...
Actually, Lin Hai was even more curious about how low someone could stoop to steal from a girl, and moreover, an inflatable doll of a young girl?
"Wuuu, my inflatable doll was stolen, uncle, help me get it back, wuuuuu." Huahua rubbed her teary eyes, her mouth pouting so much it almost turned into a chrysanthemum, tugging at the corner of Lin Hai's shirt, violently shaking it.
"Cough, cough, shake it gently. Uncle's clothes are low quality, street market goods, shake it more and it'll fall apart. If the CEO sees it, he'll definitely think I'm worse than a beast again." Lin Hai quickly freed himself from Huahua's grip. He had been through this sort of thing too many times and had gradually developed some defensive tactics.
