The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Ye Shu stood quietly outside the glass with Xiao Nuan, watching her peaceful life continue.

Xiao Nuan watched very attentively, and Ye Shu watched very attentively as well.

Xiao Nuan is looking at Xiao Nuan, and Ye Shu is also looking at Xiao Nuan.

It's just that one looks inside and the other looks outside.

"Xiao Nuan, why... is it also called Xiao Nuan? Was it named that by the museum?"

Xiao Nuan shook her head, still looking at the manatee inside:

"Because every year on my birthday, my mom would bring me here. She said it looks a bit like me, both of us are quiet. So I started calling it Xiao Nuan."

As Ye Shu was thinking, she saw a slightly larger manatee slowly shuffle over from inside the glass wall and move next to Xiao Nuan.

It called out to Xiao Nuan and then pawed at her a few times with its little paws.

But the little warm one remained motionless, maintaining its "unmoved by wind and rain" attitude.

However, looking at this scene, Ye Shu felt a little uneasy. Looking at the two manatees, Ye Shu could not help but think of the scene where Xiao Nuan was bullied.

I guess when she was bullied, she maintained the same attitude, not resisting, and silently enduring it.

As Ye Shu's thoughts drifted, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark figure rushing towards Xiao Nuan.

Without thinking much, Ye Shu reached out and grabbed Xiao Nuan's arm, pulling her behind him. Looking down, he finally saw her clearly.

This was a little boy who looked only a few years old. He had come from nowhere and was staring at the half-empty cup of drink in Xiao Nuan's hand, or more specifically, at the abstract manatee on the lid.

The child reached out and grabbed at the lid, shouting:

"I want this! Let me play with it!"

Ye Shu frowned. The child wasn't unpleasant-looking, but the matter-of-fact expression on his face was infuriating.

Ye Shu released her grip on Xiao Nuan's arm and grabbed the child's wrist:

"What's wrong with you, kid? How could you just snatch other people's things? Where are your parents?"

No one intervened when the child reached out to grab it, but as soon as the child's hand was grabbed, a woman's voice started arguing:

"Hey! What are you doing! Let go of my son!"

Ye Shu wasn't good at physiognomy, but he could still tell at a glance from this woman's face that she was "sharp and mean." Her eyes and her expression were like the vicious female supporting character from a wish-fulfillment novel.

The woman glared at Ye Shu, then saw that Ye Shu was holding her son's arm, and immediately shouted:

"Why are you grabbing my son's hand? You're hurting him! Let go!"

Classic, so classic.

Ye Shu never expected that the seemingly mindless plots she read about in novels would actually happen to her.

He shook the child's arm:

"What did I do? This kid just rushed over and tried to snatch our things. Shouldn't I have stopped him?"

The woman glanced at her son reaching for the cup in Ye Shu's hand, her expression dismissive:

"He's just a kid! He doesn't know any better. What's wrong with him being curious and wanting to play with it? It's just a drink cup, not something valuable! Why are you making such a fuss over a child? And even hitting him!"

"He's still a child," Ye Shu thought to himself with a smile. To be honest, Ye Shu was already immune to this kind of tactic of shifting blame and moral blackmail.

Looking at the woman's self-righteous and defiant manner, and then at the child he was holding in his hand, a surge of anger welled up inside him.

Ye Shu himself wasn't exactly a saint; he curled his lip and, mimicking the woman's voice across from him, said sarcastically:

"Do I owe you anything? I have to give your son whatever he wants? Am I his godfather? I'd be at a disadvantage being his godfather. You're so generous, so doting on your child, how come you can't even afford to buy your son a drink? Letting him rob people at such a young age?"

As he spoke, he pinched the child's arm slightly, then lowered his head, bared his teeth at the child, glared at him fiercely, and made a "Hmm?" sound.

The child was already being held down by Ye Shu's wrist, and when he met Ye Shu's fierce gaze, he was still just a child and got scared.

As soon as Ye Shu let go, the child ran to his mother's side.

Ye Shu achieved his goal, but the woman was not happy. She saw Ye Shu deliberately scaring her son, and immediately pointed at Ye Shu's nose, about to curse him.

Upon seeing this, Ye Shu thought to herself: Based on my years of experience reading novels, she'll definitely say, "It's just a cup, isn't it? So petty and stingy."

Sure enough, the woman opened her mouth and shouted:

"What are you glaring at me for?! Huh? You're a grown man, trying to scare a kid?! Have you no manners?! You're fussing over a broken plastic lid, you're obviously incompetent, might as well go broke!"

Ye Shule laughed. Who says you can't learn anything from reading novels?

In situations like this, you can't confront her head-on, because you can't reason with someone who's inherently unreasonable. So Ye Shu chose to attack without defending, using magic to defeat magic.

So Ye Shu shook his head, looking smug:

"Hey, you're right, I'm poor. But even though I'm poor, I still get drinks."

He raised the drink in his hand, deliberately waving the abstract manatee on the lid at the child, and then, under the woman's glare as if she wanted to tear him apart, and the child's eyes practically sprouting two hands to snatch it, he slowly brought the straw to his lips, made a loud "slurp" sound, and took a big sip.

Then he swallowed it, looking quite pleased, and let out an "Ah~" sound, as if afraid the child wouldn't hear him:

"Wow!! This drink is so delicious! This fifty-dollar drink is really something else! It even comes with such a fun little toy on top!"

He swirled the cup, making the manatee on the lid spin in circles:

"Oh dear, what a pity! Some kids just can't play with what they want, or drink what they want, because their parents won't buy it for them! Tsk tsk, poor things, they're even forced to go out and grab it themselves. This kind of family education is really..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the mother and child.

Several tourists who had witnessed the whole thing couldn't help but laugh when they saw Ye Shu's unconventional approach.

Although Ye Shu's move was childish, his target was a child nonetheless.

Ye Shu raised an eyebrow at the child and, in a tone of kindly sharing experience, spoke to the air:

"Sigh, if I were a kid and my parents wouldn't buy me something I liked, I wouldn't try to steal it from someone else. I would just lie down on the ground and cry! Cry loudly! Cry until they agreed to buy it for me! If they wouldn't buy it? I wouldn't get up! I would cling to a shopping mall pillar and refuse to let go! I wouldn't go home! I would buy it no matter what!"

As Ye Shu spoke, he sneered inwardly:

If you disgust me, I'll disgust you in return.

You've blocked two paths for me. Either you pay fifty dollars to buy this worthless drink for your son, or you can wait for your son to learn and put it to use and give you a demonstration of his ground-lying boxing skills.

Sure enough, the child was quite perceptive. Upon hearing Ye Shu's "divine guidance," he seemed to think it was a solution, especially since he saw that the people around him were all laughing, which probably meant they thought he was right.

"Mommy, I want it! I want that! I want a drink! I want the little dolphin!"

The child clung to the woman's leg and began to wail loudly.

Ye Shu saw that the child understood immediately, with a look on his face that said "the mattress can be peed on," and nodded with considerable appreciation.

This kid, you can tell at a glance, isn't the type to give up easily. You don't need to look at anything else, just look at his mother. I'm not saying anything offensive, just look at that woman, she can't raise anything good.

"You! How could you do this! You're setting a bad example for children!"

The woman was furious, her face flushed and her neck bulging, but with everyone watching, she couldn't do anything to Ye Shu, this stubborn bastard, nor could she really lose face by hitting her son. She could only try to coax her son gently and patiently.

"That tastes awful! It's all artificial coloring! It'll give me a stomachache! We don't want it! Let's go! If we keep complaining, Mom will get angry!"

Ye Shu felt it wasn't quite done yet, so he raised his cup again, took a big gulp, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Ah! Delicious! Refreshing! Who invented this? It's so satisfying to drink! Kids who can't have it will regret it for the rest of their lives!"

After saying that, he stopped watching the child's improvisation, turned around gracefully, and pulled Xiao Nuan, who had been standing quietly beside him, along.

"Let's go, it's too noisy here, it's disturbing your view of Xiaonuan. Let's go look around somewhere else."

Xiao Nuan let him pull her along, her eyes turning away from the little girl behind the glass wall. She glanced at Ye Shu, then at the child who had already graduated and was rolling around on the ground behind her. She said nothing and simply followed Ye Shu out.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

Inside the glass wall, the slightly larger manatee was calling out beside Xiao Nuan and pawing at her with its paws.

Xiao Nuan remained unresponsive.

Just then, a manatee slowly floated up from the pool, climbed onto the shore, and called out twice to the slightly larger manatee.

The manatee stopped harassing Xiao Nuan and turned to crawl into the pool.

The manatee that had crawled out of the water slowly made its way ashore, crawled up to Xiao Nuan's side, and snuggled close to her, enjoying the sunbathing together.

Outside the glass wall, Xiao Nuan turned around and saw this scene, and so the manatee next to her also got a name in her heart.