She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352: Treat You to Candied Hawthorns

The little girl, who had just been scolded by her older brother, seemed a bit frightened, but she timidly glanced at Cheyenne and softly retorted, 'But I think this sister looks like a good person.'

The little boy deliberately scrutinized Cheyenne from top to bottom and hesitated, 'Um... Daddy said, the prettier a woman is, the more deceitful she is.'

'But our mommy is very pretty!'

'Daddy said, Mommy deceived him too. They agreed not to be angry, but she still sent him to sleep in the cold study last night.'

Cheyenne, standing on the side, had a smile on her face, using one hand to cover her laughter. Who were these mischievous siblings? She really wanted to spend some time with them for fun.

'Alright, you two little ones. To prove that I am a good person, I'll treat you to some candied hawthorns!'

The two siblings looked up at her with innocent and kind eyes, their faces both cute and lovely. The boy, who had just pretended to be serious, secretly swallowed his saliva.

Cheyenne counted the number of children, and there were a total of nine kids in line, plus Sam and herself, eleven in total. She bought twelve strings of candied hawthorns.

Every child got one, and the kids formed a line, praising her as a 'fairy.' The atmosphere was warm and lively, reminiscent of a children's kingdom.

Sam, holding the book, stood there watching Cheyenne.

He had seen her calm and strong in the face of life and death, glamorous and stunning at parties, arrogant and willful when smashing a car on the road, and cunningly cute when tricking the owner.

But he had never seen her so approachable and kind.

She suddenly looked up and smiled at him. In her eyes, there was a shimmering light, clear as water with a hint of resentment. 'Master Sam, you're still standing there. Come help me distribute the candied hawthorns.'

There were too many children, and she couldn't handle them all.

Sam, as if waking up from a dream, returned to his senses from the warmth of that smile. A trace of a hidden emotion flickered in his eyes, and he softly replied, 'Coming.'

After giving candy to all the kids, she had three sticks left. Cheyenne picked up one of them and handed it to Sam.

'Here, this is my treat. Remember, reciprocity is essential. You owe me one.'

Sam glanced at the little radishes around him. The joy of children was always so innocent and simple. A string of candied hawthorns made them smile.

He suddenly felt like trying candied hawthorns. In twenty-eight years of life, he had never eaten such a thing. His aristocratic upbringing warned him that food from these roadside stalls was unsanitary and inferior.

'Thank you, Miss Lawrence. I'll return the favor,' Sam said, taking the candied hawthorn and biting into it. His eyebrows furrowed, expressing a strange and conflicted expression.

Cheyenne was shocked.

The surrounding kids burst into laughter. The little girl in the white dress, who had mocked her brother earlier, widened her cute round eyes and innocently taunted him, 'Brother, you're so silly, you don't even know how to peel off the candy coating... Um.'

Before she could finish her sentence, the little boy stuffed his own candied hawthorn into her mouth, his face stern as he lectured, 'Sister, you can't say this. Mommy said, don't expose the harsh realities of life. We need to take care of the weak.'

'Okay, brother. We have to listen to Mommy and take care of the weak.'