Do You Like Me?

Candy looked puzzled and asked, "Auntie?" "That's right. I am your aunt." Lindsay pinched her soft cheeks. "Come on. I will bring you to walk around the hotel so you won't feel bored." Candy liked people who looked harmless. Lindsay looked so cute with her doll face. Children liked her too and were easier to get along with. She grabbed Lindsay's sleeve and let Lindsay carry her around. When they almost arrived at the bathroom, two people appeared in front of them; one big, one small. The man was tall and big. Even though he had drank a lot of alcohol, he still stood upright. The little kid standing beside him was wearing a small suit with a tie, looking like a gentleman. Cleveland tugged his father's sleeve as he saw Lindsay approaching them. "Dad, it's that girl who I should call sister." Lindsay thought to herself, "I'm so annoyed! I'm not a young girl! I'm considered an aunt!" Simon's cold eyes didn't look so cold when he was drunk. He looked a little dozy and confused as if he was