She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

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.

up from a dream, returned to his senses from the warmth of that smile. A trace of a hidden emotion flickered

had three sticks left. Cheyenne picked up one of them and handed it to

is my treat. Remember, reciprocity is

around him. The joy of children was always so innocent and simple. A string of candied hawthorns

hawthorns. In twenty-eight years of life, he had never eaten such

you, Miss Lawrence. I’ll return the favor,’ Sam said, taking the candied hawthorn and biting into it.

earlier, widened her cute round eyes and innocently taunted him, ‘Brother, you’re so

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

listen to Mommy and

‘Good girl.’

yet he already knew the phrase ‘don’t expose the harsh realities of life’! Sam, being treated as the

moment, Cheyenne reached for the candied hawthorn in Sam’s hand, removed the transparent plastic film, and spoke in a gentle tone, ‘You have to tear this open to eat it, Master Sam. It seems like you’ve really

had never been a hint of sweetness in

feel a bit sour. Upon closer examination, it had

wasn’t particularly fond

taking a bite of the candied hawthorn, leaving a small imprint on the fruit, the red of the candied hawthorn and her lip color complementing each other, an involuntary question formed in

– her or the

of a car horn rang by the roadside, and a black Rolls-Royce pulled over. The car door

passenger seat was stunningly beautiful, with an elegant and captivating appearance. She looked in

a hasty farewell to Cheyenne and ran towards the car. The beautiful young woman with

Cheyenne thought they were leaving, the car door