"Zhou Dawei is my real dad! You're a bad person! Bad person!"
Fuck!
This sister seems a bit difficult to deal with.
Mo Zhiyuan shrank back in fear, taking two steps backward.
Mo Baichuan stood up, "How can you be so rude, child?"
"Why be polite to bad people! Evil! You're all evil!"
Mo Baichuan frowned.
Just then, the old lady of the Mo Family walked in, "Baichuan, you can't rush teaching children. Why don't you and Zhiyuan step outside for a bit; I'll have a conversation with Bingbing."
Mo Baichuan nodded and led Mo Zhiyuan out.
The old lady looked at Yuanyuan, "Bingbing, come here, let great-grandma hold you, okay?"
Back when Yuanyuan was Ni Chengui's child, she should have called her grandma. But now, as Mo Baichuan's daughter, she should call her great-grandma.
"Hmph!" Yuanyuan snorted coldly, turning her head away, refusing to look at the old lady.
