"How dare she say my daughter doesn't have a father? I'm being polite by not dealing with her on the spot," Pei Yiting added.
Xia Yueqing's mouth twitched. Is he proud of that tone?
"With your outburst, I estimate I'll become famous. After all, I know what kind of person Butterfly Mom is," Xia Yueqing thought.
"You don't need to care about the gossip of busybodies."
Xia Yueqing stormed into the house angrily. Easy for him to say. This isn't a big city; everyone's watching, and rumors are bound to spread.
Qibao, munching on a big persimmon, approved of Pei Yiting's actions. "Dad did great today."
That Butterfly Mom deserved a lesson from Dad. Let's see if she dares to bully Mom again.
Pei Yiting couldn't help but smile and was about to praise his daughter when Xia Yueqing's voice came from inside: "Qibao!"
The little one immediately calmed down upon hearing it, running inside with the persimmon, turning back into a sweet, obedient child for Mom.
What a little traitor!
