Ye Zi'an was very relieved to hear this, relieved by the children's tender care for their little sister.
"But it seems a collar costs a lot of money," he continued to say, "Although I have a collar, I can't give my own collar to my sister, right?"
Ye Zi'an nodded in agreement; of course, he hadn't spoken yet when he saw Lele, who was originally sleeping, open his eyes and then say indifferently, "Actually, you can't give your collar to your sister, but you can sell your collar, get some silver, and then buy something for your sister."
"Sell it?" The boy's eyes whirred around, and after a long while, he said, "Good idea."
Yang Chuxia was just about to say no, you can't sell your collars.
But then she heard Lele speak again, "Actually, I have an even better idea, do you want to hear it?"
"What idea?"
"Come over here." Then the brothers whispered to each other for a while, and Yang Chuxia just laughed heartily.
"How about it?" After speaking, Lele even blinked his eyes.
